Writer. Photographer. Child of God
She was perfect. In my mind, then as much as now, we fit together in every conceivable way. She was a funny, kindhearted, blackbelt, dirty blonde who loved Weird Al, the Beatles, and goofy teeshirts. We were inseparable. We spent hours on the phone, making each other laugh so hard that we couldn't breathe. I... Continue Reading →
I was on a bench in the park when he sat down beside me. The boards creaked beneath his weight. I felt his heavy breathing and heard him sigh. When I looked up, I tried not to panic. It's not within my usual daily experience to find a large brown grizzly bear sitting beside me... Continue Reading →
I have been working my way through a reading list on Buzzfeed called, 35 Books You Need to Read in Your Twenties. Many of them were books that I had never read, by authors I’d never heard of. Most people get this kind of forced exposure in school, but since the only English class I took in... Continue Reading →
I’ve been working on a young adult fantasy trilogy for over a year now. The way I have it plotted is in a sort of broken chronological order, meaning that book number 3 is meant to be published first followed by book 1 then 2. Book 3, entitled Immortal Bond, has been complete for over... Continue Reading →
Sometimes he's lonely, the creature inside me, and lures me aside. Send everyone away. He wants to be alone so he can whisper dark stories about a useless, bent, and broken girl who keeps company with the creature inside her. Sometimes he's cold, the creature inside me, and builds a fire for warmth. The smoke and heat... Continue Reading →
The real problem is that nobody appreciates genius when they read it! Okay I lied, but I still said that to comfort myself when most people believed that the anonymous letter I sent them was from my 9-year-old sister-in-law, Bethany. Granted, the letter was completely random, but still, even though I purposely misspelled egregious, how... Continue Reading →
My husband and I had very different ideas about what song we would use for our first dance. We both had songs that made us think of each other, but none of them were the same. We went back and forth for a while, until I struck a new idea. We met at Raritan Valley... Continue Reading →
Christmas cards, like so many other things around the holidays, seem to have an etiquette all their own. I’ve never understood the whole, card for card thing. People are thrown into an absolute panic if they get a card from someone who they didn't send one too. You’d think they were wedding invitations and not... Continue Reading →
Flushed from my successful six-hour road trip to Williamsburg, I decided to tackle the next fear on my list, driving alone. I used to be able to drive by myself for an hour, so that's all I'm really shooting for. I figure an hour is enough to get me to my parents house or to visit the friends... Continue Reading →
It was not my intention to dive into the sea of National Novel Writing Month. I watched swarms of writers on social media, flexing and stretching along the dock, waiting for November 1st, the starting pistol shot that would send them all plunging downward in a desperate race against themselves for 50,000 words and a brand new... Continue Reading →
Rachel Svendsen 