On writing and ruts
I feel like I’m in a writing rut. It’s not writer’s block; I’ve been working on three or four new drafts of stories lately. It’s just that everything I’ve written strikes me as so banal and sophomoric. Maybe I’m just trying too hard (or maybe, my recurring fear, I was never that good to begin with and I’ve been deluding myself all this time). Maybe I should stop reading so much on the interwebz and hit up the library for a meaty novel. It’s been too long since I’ve graced you, my dear readers, with an insightful book review. Suggestions?