Dear Wanderers, History is repeating itself. I just sent a text message to a good, close friend of mine and it’s similar to something the younger me sent my ex-boyfriend in the past, forever ago, 6 weeks before I graduated college. The quiet of night is unnerving. I’m sitting in the dark, reading The Perks... Continue Reading →
On Being Alone or “Things to Learn in Life as an Adult”
I have to be okay, again, with being alone. In the still quiet of darkness. I have to relearn the art of loving writing, not merely for the off chance of readership or publication, but for myself, to get out of my head all the thoughts that plague me, if for no other reason than... Continue Reading →
2 Reasons Why Writing Under a Pen Name is a Good Thing
First things first: Dylan Whittler isn't my real name. For those who have been following this blog for longer than a year, this revelation probably does not shock you. What you do not know, however, is why I chose to write under a pseudonym (translation: pen name). ~ It's not as if I hadn't considered... Continue Reading →
Find Your Voice: Writing Through Fear
Dear Lovelies, So much is happening! Well, really, one thing in particular but it's taking up a lot of time and energy. I've been silent for past the two weeks because... (wait for it)... I've been writing my book! I am excited but also cautious, mainly because of the book's content (there will be many... Continue Reading →
I Hope Someone Steals My Book
Thoughts of a former book thief after reading The Book Thief by Markus Zusak: I want someone to steal my book someday. I know that sounds counterintuitive but I consider it a strange rite of passage. It sounds weird, but if someone should come upon my book in a library or bookstore, and they don’t... Continue Reading →
