It is during our darkest moments that we must focus to see the light. -Aristotle Onassis
Whoa! It’s seriously been months since I have updated my blog. Second semester took me by storm, tossed me in the ocean with nothing and I had to learn to swim. I’m swimming now, but I was definitely drowning for a bit. Not going to lie. Since I can’t update as often as I want … More I’m Back ~ Kind Of
I don’t mind helping out my friends, whatever it is I do my best to help. In this case, it’s editing the first draft of my friend’s book. We all know what it’s like to hand over the first draft, it’s hard. It’s hard because someone may mark up and down with pen or pencil, … More Helping out a friend
I am done with school. For now. I will enjoy it as long as I can. I know I have not updated in the longest time. I was trying to do two posts a month, but as you all can tell I did not do well with that. So for my creative writing class, everyone had … More It’s only the first three pages redone + another page
Substitute “damn” every time you’re inclined to write “very”; your editor will delete it and the writing will be just as it should be -Samuel Clemens (Mark Twain)
Tuesday, I read the first three pages of my novel in class. It wasn’t bad. But I hate reading my work out loud. For instance, I noticed I used the word ‘door’ multiple times, when it was not necessary. I find it funny how you find things when you read everything out loud. When I … More It’s only the first three pages
I never sleep. Yesterday (October 16th) was my birthday and I was busy all day and didn’t spend it the way I wanted to. I just need a break, when I finally do it’s the next day and I still have things to do. No sleep. No big deal.
You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.
I meant to post on Friday, but it’s very clear that I didn’t. Apparently my creative writing teacher got sick over Labor day holiday and did not come in on Tuesday. So he asked someone to fill in for him. The sub was nice and we were able to read poems that we had brought … More Teacher Sickness
“Relax” The nurse said, holding a needle and an alcohol pad. ‘Oh, man, this is gonna hurt’ I thought and dread flutters in my stomach. She wipes the textured pad on on arm; the section of my arm began to dry slowly. “It’s going to be a little poke” she said, drying the rest of … More Needles…