Dress Like You’re Selling Something As a writer, I like to find words for things. String of words that build strangely compelling phrases. Lone words that encapsulate. Even technical terms bring delight—how satisfying it is to distinguish electrocution from electrification, to know an aviary from an apiary! Add to this my love for good
Sitting Down on a Wet Afternoon to Write My books are all organized and stacked on the floor, my chamomile-rooibos-mint blend is brewed up and just slightly too warm to drink, a jazz record that I picked without great discretion or taste is playing from my computer—the mood is conducive to writing. So, let’s write. But: