End of NaNoWriMo

I arrived home late once again. Staring at the time I felt nothing but frustration and disappointment. It was November 30 and in 3 hours, National Novel Writing Month would come to a close. There was no way that I would be able to hit 50,000 words. I knew it in my head but my … More End of NaNoWriMo

NaNo 2017: Day 19

Current word count: 14,416 Scheduled word count: 31,673 This year started so well! On “Halloween” I spent my time after work, writing down a few more notes. At 11pm, I sat in a Denny’s with other writers staring at the clock. After some eggs it was midnight and I got to work cranking out page … More NaNo 2017: Day 19

Writerly Waste?

Sometimes, I do not do well with prioritizing my writing. There are many days when I let my day job get in the way of my creative job. This past week is a perfect example. I had been working on three different short stories to be submitted to various anthologies. However, I am also in … More Writerly Waste?

On Sundays I Write

The weekend is always so fleeting. I have always said that my favorite part of the weekend is Friday afternoon as I head to my car after work. At that magical time, the whole weekend is spread out before me. In contrast, by Sunday evening, the realization that the new work week is merely hours away … More On Sundays I Write

NaNoWriMo 2016 Wrap-Up & A Sample From “Tree of Life”

Current Word Count: 50,285 – Winner It was a really good idea, if not a bit ambitious. The plan was for me to blog my way through NaNoWriMo. Originally, it was going really well. Until real life came and kicked my butt. There was the car accident which resulted in cancelled vacation plans (so much … More NaNoWriMo 2016 Wrap-Up & A Sample From “Tree of Life”

The Monster

I stared at the store shelf in awe of what I saw. Another book published by a prolific and well known author. Recently, I had mentioned to a friend that this author releases new novels on a regular basis, and by regular I mean every few months. It is worth noting that after that conversation, … More The Monster

The Crowd

There was no music only a punching bass that reverberated off the walls in order to provide some type of distraction to the victims inside. They were all victims and most of them had not even realized it. What else would you call people who were slaves to an external force that they could not … More The Crowd