Kimberly Brock Why some of the best things in a writer’s life depend on leaving your chair At least a thousand times a year I find myself coming across that meme other writers are constantly touting – Butt in Chair. Yeah. That. And I AM sitting here with said butt, in said chair. I do […]

Kimberly Brock Well, there’s Harper Lee and Atticus and just somebody tell me what does it all mean? I don’t know. I’ll have to think about it. I guess I can’t help myself because I’m a writer and a southerner and I always liked saying Harper Lee only had the one book and it gave […]

by Kimberly Brock A few weeks ago I was heading to Cashiers, North Carolina for what was heralded as the answer to my recent writer’s weariness. I’d been driving for several hours, twisting up winding roads where the earth falls away into deep gullies and the air grows thin and the mountain walls weep. I […]

Kimberly Brock I know you of the Blue World. You are a storyteller. You are made of memory. Your mind is an endless accordion of timeless impressions. You are exhausted by the everyday. You press your face to mirrors and search for other worlds in your own eyes. You listen for the ancient voices in […]

Kimberly Brock You need a nest. That’s the most important lesson I’ve learned this year about being a good writer, or a creative of any sort. Up until this year, I thought I was an expert at nests. I am an introvert disguised as an extrovert and I want nothing so much as to curl […]