I’ve seen a fair amount of gatekeeping and author shaming going on around the writing community lately and it’s made me a bit angry.
The Joy of Eating By Alex Noonan (@lx_borden)
Keeping Up Appearances By Tangela Williams-Spann (@Twillspann)
THE DEAD WARS: Escaping Punishment in 17th Century FRANCE By M. Andrew Faraday (@DeuxLips)
Joy By Chet Sandberg (@Chet_Novels)
What Brings You Joy By M. Dalto (@MDalto421)
Carving Out Time By Jared A. Conti (@oracularbeard)
Writing is a Marathon, Not a Sprint. By Trey Stone (@TreyStoneAuthor)
The Joy Hoard By Beth Hudson (@TFiredrake)
Q: What Sparks Joy? A: The Roll of a D20. By Brenton Barnes (@brentonsquared)
Poor Dixie Cup! By Ron Charach (@CharachRon)
What Brings Me Joy By Eugene Galt (eugene_galt)
Cooking Up a Great Story By B.K. Bass (@B_K_Bass)
What Makes Me Happy? By Eaton Krone (@eatonkrone)
What Brings Me Joy? By V. E. Patton (truedialogue)
Now, I know it might seem odd to take my Joy from The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows — John Koenig’s masterful collection of made up words — but bear with me.
Small Things and The Void By Gillian F. Barnes (@geezfresh)
The Joy of Positive Feedback By KL Forslund (@KLForslund)
An Experiment By Mark Gelinas (@elderac)
Untitled By Jamie Thomas (@thatjamiethomas)
I’ve spent the better part of the last seventeen months in my house. It has been both a privilege for which I am deeply grateful, and a source of helpless frustration for all the while as I’ve stared at the same four walls and walked the same wood floors and slept beneath the same dusty chandelier, the world outside has been burning.
