Facebook Memories

Facebook memories are one of many garbage notifications I get on my phone. Why do I need to remember that article I posted a link to back in 2010, or one of three hundred book memes that I liked, shared and posted. Over a week ago, a photo from 2015 popped up in the feed.... Continue Reading →

Breakthrough

Since starting school, I've had little time to work on my personal writing (or breathe either, when it comes down to it), but my characters and novels are never far from my thoughts. I miss them. I've spent the last three years pouring my life into them and it feels like someone viciously stripped me of... Continue Reading →

Tigger and Eeyore

There we are! Aren't we cute. I'm the grey one by the way. The one looking morbidly at the dirt I'm sitting in. The bright orange fellow mid bounce would be my husband. We have a perfect marriage. We're alike in all the things and dissimilar in everything else. It's a crazy balancing act that must have... Continue Reading →

“The Essence of Romance…”

The Essence of romance is Uncertainty." ~ Oscar Wilde We were driving on the highway to Ikea. It snowed during the night, just enough to dust the brown landscape of winter with a layer of pure white. Timothy and I oooed and ahhed over it all the way to the store. While we shopped, I... Continue Reading →

In the Early Morning

Most artists have a preferred way to practice their craft. Some people crank up the music. Some people head out to a favorite coffee shop, wrap their fingers around a warm cup 'o joe and their feet around the metal legs of the chair. I recently read an article about a woman who decided that she should dress up... Continue Reading →

A Love Letter to “Beloved”

I recently read Toni Morrison’s “Beloved” for the first time. I expected to be made uncomfortable, because facing the real life horrors of American slavery should make everyone uncomfortable. What I didn’t expect was a tangible reminder of why I love reading and writing as an art form. I had previously read about the horrific... Continue Reading →

My Library

Everyone has a favorite place, a spot they go when they need to remember how to breathe. Mine was two miles away. It smelled like dust and paper. The silence inside echoed with the occasional interruptions of crinkled pages or fingers tapping on a keyboard. It was my library. But it’s not mine anymore. My... Continue Reading →

The End: Second Draft, Second Novel

I have just completed the second full draft of my second novel! 78,895 words and I am elated! Tomorrow, I’m going to comb through the story once more and check for any silly spelling errors before I print out my hard first copy. So far, that is my favorite part of this process, having a... Continue Reading →

It’s Getting Real Over Here…

My first novel is done. Or probably done… I only say probably because of the sleep stealing fear that it’s not ready and I don’t know it. From the things I’ve read by other writers in my situation, this feeling is not uncommon. Regardless, I now stand on the cusp of query and rejection letters…... Continue Reading →

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