Melisa Peterson Lewis
A few months ago I purchased ProWritingAid to help teach me basic grammar flaws I've been falling victim to. While there are quite a few grammar no-nos I've been doing, one that sticks out is my need to tell readers when a character is starting to do something, rather than just tell ya'll that they're... Continue Reading →
I haven’t had much to say about my novel as of late so I thought today would be your lucky day to know how hard this is! I am just a few chapters away from finishing my first draft. You may think this means I see the light at the end of the tunnel. False.... Continue Reading →
He pushes my head down, my neck bends awkwardly sending sharp pains down my back. Lights flash. It’s happening. I hacked a wrong move this time. “Watch yourself,” he grunts. If I were watching myself I wouldn’t be here. Maybe I deserve this. How could that be though? Does anyone ask to be manhandled and... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
