Simply a writer and raconteur
Will I ever be the writer I want to be- The type of writer where I can quit my job and focus solely on my craft? The kind that people read their work without knowing what the piece is even about, because people recognize the author and trust it regardless. The type of writer who […]
Read More…Walking down the street on Halloween night, all the kids were dressed in their costumes. Everything appeared as normal. We walked house-to-house in hopes of finding the biggest and best candy bar. With sore feet, numb fingers, and a runny nose I was determined to accomplish my mission. Would it be a king size snickers, […]
Read More…Unknown September 11th, 2019, 8:46 PM I did it. I just followed her to her house. I think she thought she outsmarted me, the poor fool. I will show her how to get away from someone. I will teach her that you cannot outsmart a superior intellect such as myself. She looked so beautiful, tender, […]
Read More…Okay, I just went fangirl and posted on another author’s fb page and asked about the characters in her book. I hold myself accountable that when people do that to me, I must answer, because I know how it feels to wonder. On a side note, I’m wandering around confused in a fit of transparency […]
Read More…They discuss starving artists and they’re not kidding. I feel that there is a fall of the creative person, but that, I believe, is due to the demand of having to provide for a family. People don’t want to pay the price for art. For example, why have someone sew your clothes for you when […]
Read More…There was a quiet stillness about him. Subtle with peace and tranquility. A genuine beauty that was unmatched by anyone she’s ever seen before. Upon their first introduction, within seconds, she knew he was destined for her. She couldn’t deny it if she tried, it would be obvious to the world that there was an […]
Read More…The blank page is staring at me. It’s new, untouched. I look at it and find myself excited with the endless possibilities that this page could provide me. I think of writing- the stories that could be told. Will someone fall in love? Will a loved one die? Will they fall, literally, crack their tailbone […]
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