Jill R. Stevens
I purple pen words about living one's most delicious life. For me that means island living, rescuing baby goats, and (ghost)writing NYTimes Bestsellers. And I'm all about JOY.
Between the Sheets Ep.5—The Reveal
What if rebuilding a writing life isn’t this neat, curated thing you map out on a whiteboard . . . but the moment you finally admit what’s been quietly running the show underneath? Because this week, Lovely Reader?Much was revealed to me. As magical morning thoughts As mid-day meltdowns. This week both whispered and roared. In case you missed themEpisode 1: The Morning AfterEpisode 2: PartneringEpisode 3: The EmbraceEpisode 4: Coming Undone Welcome back, you. EnJOY this TGI(Saturday) moment—...
Between the Sheets Ep.4—Coming Undone
What if rebuilding a writing life isn’t this neat, curated thing you map out on a whiteboard . . . but the moment you finally admit what’s been quietly running the show underneath? Because this week, Lovely Reader?I came undone. Not in the glamorous, silk-sheets way.Frenchman’s not back yet—yes, I’m smiling wide. This coming undone was more like the—oh-damn-I-did-it-again—way. It’s that moment you realize your actions have literally been the definition of insanity. Who said it? Some say...
Between the Sheets Ep.3—The Embrace.
What if (re)building a writing life could be its own story? I’m giving it four Fridays to find out—part entertaining, possibly educational. Worth continuing? You be the judge and jury. Welcome, you. Time to sink into this TGIF moment—a 13-minute read. This is part of a (maybe) year-long series called Between the Sheets, where I share the real story of (re)building a writing life—with goats, grace, coffee and the occasional glass of ice-cold white wine. Right now you’re reading the...
Between the Sheets Ep.2—Partnering
What if (re)building a writing life could be its own story? I’m giving it four Fridays to find out—part entertaining, possibly educational. Worth continuing? You be the judge and jury. Welcome, you. Curl up with something delicious on this Friday eve—this episode is roughly a 15-minute read. This is part of a (maybe) year-long series called Between the Sheets, where I share the real story of (re)building a writing life—with goats, grace, coffee and the occasional glass of ice-cold white wine....
Between the Sheets Ep.1—The Morning After . . .
What if (re)building a writing life could be its own story? I’m giving it four Fridays to find out—part entertaining, possibly educational. Worth continuing? You be the judge and jury. Welcome, you. Curl up with a steaming beverage of choice—this episode is roughly an 11-minute read.This is part of a (maybe) year-long series called Between the Sheets, where I share the real story of (re)building a writing life—with goats, grace, coffee and the occasional glass of ice-cold white wine. Right...
"I just want to write," she all but snarled onto the page.
I opened the thirteenth email in just under two weeks and read those words again. Jill, I just want to write. For so many people to be emailing me the same five (sometimes six) words and asking for my guidance to do just that (and get paid) made me press pause. Since my tutoring-business days I have always operated one way: find a need and fill it. This seemed like a pretty big (thirteen person) need. Which got me a-thinking . . . What if I conducted an experiment, live and in real time—one...
The JOY(ful) Philosophy 💜
I’m feeling a bit reflective today, so wanted to share something that came to me as I sipped a cup of coffee and took in the new-dawn sky after a light rain. I believe that writing—and life—aren’t meant to be rushed, hacked, or optimized to death. Instead, each one is meant to be felt. Like silk sliding over smooth, freshly washed skin. Luxurious. Cool. And quick to heat—to match your outward temp. I believe I model—and when I’m in that mode, teach—that creativity is not discipline . . . it’s...
The book that broke my heart.
It was that enormous. This book project. Missed yesterday’s email? You’ll want to start there to get the full story. And my palms itched to get started. So we did. The following week, I had calls scheduled with different family members, I received a box of materials to my little island in no-time-flat. Fastest. Delivery. Ever. And I got to work thinking and planning and outlining possible ways this project would turn based on family expectations. For it was a family project, with the sister...
I just hit a wall . . .
I just hit a professional wall and man did it hurt. Let me back up a second. You may not know this but I’ve been a ghostwriter for more than 30 years. Not someone writing ebooks and emails for people, although I’ve done that too. I’m talking book-books and six-figure price tags. I’m talking a royalty split. Big fat, meaty books for naturopathic doctors. Shocking behind-the-scenes tales detailing the chaos of a Hollywood life.Heartwarming stories of loss and love, betrayal and transformations...
TEMPLATE (Copy Me)
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I purple pen words about living one's most delicious life. For me that means island living, rescuing baby goats, and (ghost)writing NYTimes Bestsellers. And I'm all about JOY.