Future

You turned to the sky and asked what color it was. I said the sky resonates with the beasts inside people tired of the world dragging them down. The screams that go unheard. The monsters who say that others are invalid. The cracked pillars holding up a society destined to fall apart. But there are … Continue reading Future

Writing origins

Sometimes it's good to look back at where you came from. For me, I was a small girl in Dallas. I tried writing a novel about puppies with super powers in a Captain Jack Sparrow journal. I handwrote many chapters that took up about half the journal before I stopped. I had a colored in map … Continue reading Writing origins