Laura Elizabeth Woollett on the often hidden emotional punch of farewelling a long-term project.

Writer's Grief

I know the tears are coming before I write the final words, just as I’ve known what the final words will be, long before I can truly call them an ending. Beautiful words. The most beautiful I’ve written? Maybe. Surely, the most painful.  

Scarlett Harris on not wanting to write a book—but wanting to want to write a book. 

Oliver Mol Writes to cult legend Eric Yoshiaki Dando for a little help figuring it all out. 

This is an ideas piece by Elizabeth Flux, about how young writers are killing their careers

Brendan James Murray, on the sometimes fine line between fact and fiction in narrative nonfiction. 

There’s currently a turf-war being fought on the Australian literary scene.

This is Craig Hildebrand-Burke, on what the golden age of TV and Film adaptations means for writers. 

It’s Oscars season, which inevitably means a whole lot of arguments about merit in art occur, alongside futile attempts to compare one film to another.

This is Scarlett Harris, with her Obligatory Leaving New York Essay.

This is a piece by Scarlett Harris, on writing and guilt.

This is a piece by Robert Lukins, on the sometimes long and always wonky road to publication.

It’s all very strange.

This is a piece by Scarlett Harris, on the changing landscape for online writing. 

It seems that everywhere I look on the internet these days there’s a nostalgia for blogging.

Emily Gould, the prolific former Gawker writer who arguably changed the way we think of blogging, wrote of her wistfulness for blogging in—what else—her TinyLetter, which seems to be the direction in which what we formerly knew as blogging is heading.