Life

Remember all the talk at the end of last year about how 2017 would be different? All the changes that would happen, some for the better, some for the worse, but a global acknowledgement that no matter what it wasn’t the end. For me 2017 sure has been different. I’m still trying to decide if [...]

Boats

Recently I lost a friend but that isn’t the focus of this post. (I hope one day it is something I am able to write about but as of now the reality is too raw to begin to find words for.) I want to write about the way the world stops. Everything you believed right [...]

Currently…

Recent world events have made me certain that art is more important than ever. That we writers need to dig our heels in and create against all oppression.  And while it has made me feel that what we write is more important than ever, it has also made me feel that writing about creating art [...]

2017 Writing Goals

I’ve spent the first twenty days of 2017 wondering if I should write this post. The reason I haven’t yet is because my writing goals for this year are to continue on how I finished my last. They aren’t particularly inspired or introspective, and probably mean little to anyone but myself. But, as they say, [...]

Rejection

Today I got my first rejection for my current manuscript. It’s not my first ever rejection and I know that when it comes to writing being rejected isn’t usually a reflection on your work. Having your manuscript accepted is all about finding the right publisher at the right time, but rejection still stings. I wanted [...]

“Captain?”

“Captain, we’re receiving transmission” he jumps from his seat in surprise. “What? No, we can’t be. It’s been months” “See for yourself. It’s uploading right now. Narrative in an attempt to disguise painfully bad blogging abilities” “I thought she was lost in those The Illuminae Files books, by Amie Kaufman and Jay Kristoff. She was [...]

Yearning

Every day I wake up with a bone deep, soulful yearning. I ready myself to delve deep into my imagination and craft colourful picture with words that come more naturally from my fingertips than my tongue. I tell myself to satisfy that urge to write, to hold onto it as a fuel source and let [...]