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Sunday Evening Post, Iss. 30
No writer is perfect. I talk to a lot of writers, especially lately, who feel like they’re “not getting it” or they’re not good enough...
Theresa Green
Sep 20, 20202 min read


Sunday Evening Post, Iss. 19
Well, there it went. I blinked and the week was suddenly over already. I don’t even remember what happened.
Theresa Green
Jul 5, 20202 min read


Sunday Evening Post, Iss. 16
I must confess. I killed a notebook.
It was a massacre: every page bloody with the ink of emptied pens.
Theresa Green
Jun 14, 20202 min read


Sunday Evening Post, Iss. 13
I’m jealous of you. I’m jealous of your ability to create fiction and not feel like you’re donating both kidneys...
Theresa Green
May 24, 20202 min read


Sunday Evening Post, Iss. 10
It happened.
For one three-minute stretch, the stars aligned. I had the cognitive function, emotional focus, and the creative capacity.
Theresa Green
May 3, 20202 min read


Sunday Evening Post, Iss. 4
I made a mistake. Two weeks ago, I went to Costco. I did the “peopling” thing and now, I am sick. I’m not Corona virus sick, but I’m...
Theresa Green
Mar 22, 20202 min read


Sunday Evening Post, Iss. 1
I’m a terrible writer. I don’t mean my writing is bad or that I hate my own words. What I mean is that, as a person who writes, I’m...
Theresa Green
Mar 1, 20202 min read
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