Taking a sledgehammer to the hardened mass that is Writer's Block
“Hey lady!” The figure called out as they bridged the gap, coming close enough that Evelyn could almost make out human features. “Hey, I wouldn’t go that way if I were you. Some messed up shit back there.” It was a kid, a teenage boy, probably not even old enough to vote. He was walking fast now, just a little short of jogging, hood over his head, his face shadowed as he got closer.
As you, dear reader, can probably guess after reading the title of this post, NaNoWriMo 2019 did not end well for me. In fact, it hardly began. More accurately, it was pretty much dead on arrival and I should have known as much when I set out to complete such a task.
Peer pressure claims another victory. After a long, long hiatus, I have made the masochistic decision to return to NaNoWriMo. It's honestly been at least ten years since I've last participated, maybe longer. And no, I've never "won". My track record with long term writing projects is terrible at best. Why I thought a self-motivated... Continue Reading →
Maintaining a social media presence is nearly a requirement for any writer hoping to make their mark on the literary scene.
It's the last day of the school year and Amalia should be ecstatic. Except she's not. Probably because her best friend is leaving town for the summer. Or maybe it has something to do with the shapeless entities following her.
My senior year in high school was a time of great awakening for me. More than ever, I was certain that I was destined to become a Great American Author if not The Greatest and sincerely believed it was only a matter of time until my star would rise. Of course, all this certainty also meant... Continue Reading →
