This is a repost of my blog on Feminist Studies in Religion.
Some people are born to write.
Their words seem to flow out of their minds and land so beautifully on their laptop screens. They seem to write effortlessly with their words artistically captured and perfectly written on the pages their printers produce. Their ideas seem magically to appear, profoundly laid out before their eyes.
For some, writing is their passion and they are masters of it. But for the rest of us, writing is torturous. My experience of writing is painful, full of anxiety, and full of stress. For me, it is a forced task which comes with lots of mind-convincing tactics and promises to Continue reading →