Inspiration is something I don’t pretend to care about, for me it’s just random thoughts I have. Some are good (I’ve created awesome parodies of Disney songs on the fly) and some are disturbing (I use those for dark fantasy stuff like my longer poems), but unless I chase those ideas down and run them … More Inspiration and Intimidation
Oops, I’ve done it again. I’ve gone back on my promise and started a mash-up of a couple of story ideas. Heh, good thing this isn’t a New Year’s Resolution. Okay, I think it’s because I have no classes/lectures/seminars to attend as college is out for the summer, and I’m avoiding the reading for the … More Yeah, I did it again
Sun, sand and beaches aren’t really on my agenda this summer. I’ve decided to stick to one novel until it’s finished. The only way to do this, I’ve decided, is to stay with the damn thing even if I have to force words out. The featured image, you can see, is my floor covered with … More New Projects for the Summer
While I normally swear by coffee, I know it’s not actually the best thing for you. It’s actually a drug, one of the worst for humans alongside nicotine, and is legal. And passion is as fleeting as love (in my experience, crash and burn). As a writer, coffee and passion is what spurs me most … More Passion and Coffee
Okay, so I get why people make plans, and then stick to them, but how do they do this? Create these giant projects and stay with them through to completion? When I have the answer, my friends, I’ll tell you. So far into my research, and I have actually researched procrastination, God, I’m such a nerd, … More How Do We Actually Stick With An Idea?
As the sun rose over my sleeping little town this morning at 5:45 (that would be the featured image), so too did my sister and I to watch this glorious moment. Well, we were up at 4:30 to watch the sun on the hill overlooking the town, so we set our alarms a little early. … More Happy Easter, world
I created this poem, I don’t know if it’s any good, but it’s quite long (801 words) so it rambles a fair bit. I don’t believe in structures when it comes to poems, apparently. It’s stream of consciousness, and I was doing one of those write-750-words-a-day things and I thought a poem would be a … More When The World Died