Getting Excited for NaNoWriMo

I'm getting so close to the end of my second draft I can't help but get excited. Especially when I see my characters going through an emotionally exhausting moment. Here's a snippet from Drew's point of view. This is about two thirds through the novel. A whole new world is jammed inside the 695 beltway.... Continue Reading →

Semple Tells Us We Must Create

I’m reading Where’d You Go Bernadette, which is a book club choice and not one I would normally choose for myself because it seems like one of those fluffy over-rated books that get turned into movies. Well, I love it. Shocking! I love it because Bernadette is a little crazy (just like me) and she... Continue Reading →

Passion Project: Write a Novel  

I’ve read articles and author comments about getting in the game of writing for financial gain. It’s near impossible they say and I believe them. I completely believe them. Upwards to one million books are published every year in the United States alone. Near half of these are self-published, according to my research. I’m writing... Continue Reading →

Sticky Bodies: 100 Word MicroFiction

I scream, but no one hears me over this noise. I can’t help myself. I scream again, it feels good to release my voice, even if no one pays attention. My legs burn, sweat drips over my brow. I keep moving almost involuntarily. So many hot and sticky bodies surround me. Our heads are filled... Continue Reading →

Crow’s Feet: Micro Fiction (483 words)

The mirror lied. Her spirit identified as a woman half her current age, and at forty-two the vision of herself balanced between unfair and not so bad. Her smile edged by wrinkles showed how often she laughed. Brown curly hair frizzed out beyond control, even after another product failed to save the day. Maybe her... Continue Reading →

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