5 Ways to Boost Doomsday Productivity

How can anyone possibly be expected to stay productive during these End of Times? With tiny snaps from his nubby little fingers,
Mouthing off into the void since 2018
How can anyone possibly be expected to stay productive during these End of Times? With tiny snaps from his nubby little fingers,
I’ve had some extra time to myself this week to travel a bit and, I thought, get a TON of writing done.
John Green, author of The Fault in Our Stars, once said, “We write to find the fire in the darkness.” I love
I’m always the most motivated to write during those times when I one hundred percent absolutely am not able to write. The
I’ve been thinking a lot about this writing life of mine. I wasn’t born with a pen wrapped inside my umbilical cord.
We’re finally getting our kitchen installed. We’ve been living in this house five years now. Or six. Ten? I dunno. I’ve lost
Sometimes the writing feels like throwing chunks of broken bricks into an abandoned lot. I pass by that lot every day, usually
It’s weird to think Christmas is just around the corner. Only five weeks left, kids! You can feel it in the air,
I feel sorry for this trail horse. The bridle is rusty. That can’t taste good. The leathers are worn and cracked. I’m
“Of course, you have a choice, Mister Stephens, just like everyone who dies.” Stephens sat, or rather hovered, over a thickly padded
Five years doesn’t seem like a long time. If your kid just turned five, he probably hasn’t even started kindergarten yet. And
“The Dagger of al-Shaytān!” Jemisha jumped up and pointed. We had been enjoying a quiet evening and a glass of merlot. Maybe
Sweat dripped off Malcolm’s forehead. Tears blurred his vision. Saliva coated his throat like hot tar. “You like that, Agent Kinnison?” The
Jamari was soaked. The mossy rock hadn’t felt slick when he tested it before crossing. But like everything else in this forest,
I’ve put off writing this for a very long time, four years actually. For me, this is kind of like admitting defeat.