It has been two years since I started this blog. A lot has changed. I want to thank everyone who has read my words. I’m grateful even if it was just for one post. I hope everyone has a great day!
The older I get, the more I enjoy stories without that "fairytale" ending. Instead, they're more realistic. The "hero" becomes damaged by what he or she had to do. There's no simple life anymore. Everything has changed. Even if the overall is better, there's no perfect way to save everything. We ask this question all … Continue reading Different type of heroes
My old coworker got a job at Barnes & Noble and loves it. But she got so frustrated there once because an older man refused to buy a book from any female writer - in 2018. He's the customer that publishers are afraid of. Because some people still believe females cannot write well. Most female writers … Continue reading A small change for female writers
As a creator, we can only create so much before we fall. I don't mean "fall" where our lives turn into chaos, but rather when we "fall" onto our beds. That's how I am with this blog some days too. After almost two years, it's getting harder to find new content to write about. Some … Continue reading Fuel running low
I've mentioned that beta readers are useful on here before, which most of them are. But some can be harmful. A beta reader edited my novel a couple of years ago. He didn't read through it all though, but instead tore it apart and asked me to write it again. I thought through his advice … Continue reading One of the greatest mistakes
A part of me always wonders what kind of writer I'll be. Will I be the one only some people remember? I can have my books taught in classrooms. Or be the one everyone gets obsessed with for a bit. Some can despise my work because of its popularity. My stories can change people by getting … Continue reading What kind of writer…
I changed my ways of getting books...a bit. As a child, I loved fresh books. The new book smell was intoxicating. I liked the idea of owning something that no one else had owned before. It was mine. But since I got to college, money and gifts hadn't come as much as they used to. … Continue reading Thrift the books
My mind buzzed over and over in a spiral. Lately, nothing had gone right in the writing world. My blog was floating above the water. I hadn't been able to work on my novel or short stories in a while. My critics gave me the same reply: "good, but not good enough". Because writers could … Continue reading Powerful small words