The year before last, I was preparing for NaNoWriMo, when I got an article in my inbox spotlighting ‘dubious writing advice,’ as the writer put it. Being morbidly curious—bad advice is sometimes the best thing you can get, because it takes you out of your brain—I clicked on the link in the article.
There should have been a pop-up warning. “NSFW. Probably NSFB [brains].” Because the man is good. His advice is good.
Incidentally, the coffee was where he got me hooked.
The man’s advice is solid, and his writing—oh, his writing!
…You know what, I could gush all day, but I think I’ll let the link speak for itself.
…and make coffee. ‘Cuz I’m out of coffee.