She Had Always Found Villains More Exciting…

“She had always found villains more exciting than heroes. They had ambition, passion. They made the stories happen. Villains didn't fear death. No, they wrapped themselves in death like suits of armor! As she inhaled the school's graveyard smell, Agatha felt her blood rush. For like all villains, death didn't scare her. It made her … Continue reading She Had Always Found Villains More Exciting…

Writing, Reading, and Trying To Stay Focused

It was a bizarre first week of January, to say the least. I'm going to try not to talk about what happened at the Capitol Building because my brain is still trying to process the remnants of the act. I didn't know how much it would trigger my PTSD. Especially as someone I am familiar … Continue reading Writing, Reading, and Trying To Stay Focused

Checking In Post-Procedure

Hello, everyone. Nothing major to report. I should be okay-ish in about 2-4 weeks. I had a minor in-office procedure done this afternoon and practically ran out of the building screaming because, sick people. If you're sick, please stay home. Running to a hospital attached medical building might not be the smartest decision. I was … Continue reading Checking In Post-Procedure

Tools of The Trade

Being without my laptop has been trying these past few weeks. I'm SO READY to be writing and creating, and I hate being stalled. Poor thing is a very expensive paperweight at the moment. 😔 I don't want my creativity to dry up or meltdown. If anything, it's ramped up considerably. Talk about frustrating! I … Continue reading Tools of The Trade

Doubting Myself

All writers have moments when they feel unprepared. Me? On occasion I will say “I wish I were talented.” or “I can’t write this.” In other words, even the best of us have bad days. Or weeks. We all have a little doubt, or we’d be completely full of crap. I hold it in really … Continue reading Doubting Myself

“Who Are You?”

A few days ago a family member offered to read my new manuscript. It was a very "Alice In Wonderland" moment. I damn near said "Whooo Are YOU?" and everything, just like the caterpillar asks Alice. I turned my face to the right, in utter mortification. "I can be objective." was their argument. Um, I'd … Continue reading “Who Are You?”