Twelve days ago I rode my camp horse, Shadow, for the last time before camp ended. She’s a sturdy but small Tennessee Walking Horse, and she’s so delicate and fine-boned that I suspect she has some Arabian in her. Since I was the smallest person working at the barn, I got to be her exercise… Continue reading The Small But Significant Things
In a way that feels ostentatious (I always feel that way when talking about myself or my stories), I announce that CALIFORNIA GIRL’s chapter one has been posted on Wattpad and Figment. After a very long wait. After much laziness on my part. Normally, I don’t like to brag. But today’s Writer’s Market class was… Continue reading Like Free Stories?
You know when you run your mouth and think you can do something and then the deadline starts looming and, surprise!, you might not be able to do what you said you were going to? *nervous laugh* That’s kind of what I did. Kind of. Because I think I might still be able to make… Continue reading Two Days
Ladies and gents, I’ve made a decision. The other day, I was reading a book whose title I’ve forgotten. I like to sit between the rows in the library at my school and read random books, and this one was about student artists. I forget the exact wording, but there was a paragraph that went… Continue reading Decisions, Decisions, Decisions
Well, NaNo’s in the past. And I won! Yay! The final word count was 75k with some change. My older sister also won; I don’t know if my younger one did. But anywho! It’s a brand new month, I have a book to finish (I’m about two-ish chapters away from finishing Broken Moon; and, side… Continue reading December 1st
Ladies, gents, flies on the wall, how many times have I tried to write Summer Rush’s companion novel, California Girl? I’m honestly not trying to sound conceited, but a lot of people ask me about it, and I always hem and haw and mutter into my shirt collar about how I’m working on it, I… Continue reading I’m At It Again
I don’t have to tell you how scary sharing your writing can be. I’ve written about it before, and I think we’ve all experienced it in some fashion. You sweat your blood into a project, and then you give it to somebody who could possibly love it, possibly hate it, and definitely has the ability… Continue reading The Perils of Sharing