Neil Kramer explores friendship, love, and sex, and the dangerous art of writing about it.
He lives in NYC. He can be contacted at neilochka on yahoo.
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Tag Archives: writing
Today’s post is very short, but an important one to me, because it focuses in on something very unsettling about my writing style, and how my mind works when I face the blank page. Most successful writing on the internet … Continue reading
On Friday, I learned that one of my blog posts has been chosen to be part of the keynote Voices of the Year reading at BlogHer ’12 in New York. I am delighted to be included with so many talented … Continue reading
December is a month where many of us look back, and look forward, preparing ourselves to take the next step into the new year. During the past, this would be a time where I would go into my blog archives … Continue reading
There are so many blogging and writing conferences nowadays, that it is getting a little crazy. And what good are they? They take us away from our families and cost too much money. Wouldn’t it be nice if one of … Continue reading
It is so obvious. Really. I’m not sure why it has taken me so long to see it. Perhaps I wanted to be blind. To humanize everything. But every blog, every status update, every tweet that I read at three … Continue reading
I am in McDonald’s staring at a poster for the new McRib sandwich. The photo shows this huge, juicy, succulent rib — the size of half a cow. The photo is just begging you to buy a McRib. Although I … Continue reading
About two weeks ago, I wrote a post, and as the cursor hovered over the publish button, I decided against pressing it. Instead, I picked five bloggers out of the proverbial hat, individuals who I thought could relate to the … Continue reading
A few weeks ago, there was a raucous argument online over the unimportant question of the day — are bloggers “real” writers? I have my own thoughts about this, but I’m all about spreading the love, so for all practical … Continue reading