by E L Williams | Dec 31, 2021 | Self publishing, Writing fiction, Writing Life
As a stationery-lover, I love new year. The lure of a crisp new page –as perfect as a fresh snowfall – is something I look forward to every year. But this year is the first where I’ve written a daily diary. My 2021 diary is bloated with notes and to-do lists and is a...
by E L Williams | Feb 28, 2021 | Writing Life
When I published Ethereal, one thing I heard time and time again from friends and readers was, ‘I have an idea for a novel, but I could never write one.’ This was me for, oh, about twenty years. I’ve dreamed of being a writer for as long as I can remember, but the...
by E L Williams | Oct 31, 2020 | Self publishing, Writing Life
I did it. I published my novel. The First Ethereal exists in the world. It’s a thing. What lived only in my head for such a long time, is finally out there. It’s real. The truth is, I never really believed that I would do it. In fact, for a very long time, I doubted...
by E L Williams | May 17, 2020 | Writing Life
I had a ‘Joy day’ today; a full day dedicated to basically following my heart and doing exactly what I felt would bring me joy in the moment. It was a complete change from what I had planned, which was an hour-by-hour schedule of writing, online courses, shopping and...
by E L Williams | Apr 18, 2020 | Writing Life
This is a label I’ve worn with shame most of my life. Picture a worrier and you’ll no doubt see some sort of hand-wringing neurotic constantly checking the sky like Chicken Little. Then a few years ago I heard a radio interview with an astronaut that changed my...
by E L Williams | Apr 6, 2020 | Writing Life
I’ve been paid to write things for most of my career, but it’s taken me a long time to call myself a writer. I remember seeing ‘writer’ next to my name on a project proposal a few years ago and it looked so silly, I laughed out loud. There used...