I’ve been thinking a lot lately about expert advice.
I crave it.
The alluring notion that there is an objectively best way to do everything in life is pitched to us in every sphere – books, blogs, seminars – if you’re anxious about it, there’s someone waiting in the wings to teach you how to overcome it.
I’ve been trying to muster the confidence to tell people that I’m a writer. I feel like such a phony even typing that sentence – a little kid playing dress up in her mother’s clothes. Pretending. Wishful thinking. The last English class I took was in high school. I have no formal training. Nothing published.Continue reading “what does she call herself”