They told me onceTo build a boxStay in itAnd never leave But instead I built a cityWith empty streets Cause no one goesDown every laneIt’s too far out thereFor them to walk It’s nothing likeTheir little box Copyright © Robin LeeAnn
This is around the time when NaNoWriMo looks harder than it is. It's tough for anyone to write so many words in such a small amount of time. Life throws a lot of curveballs. But just cause you get a curveball thrown at you, doesn't mean you can't hit the ball. You can do it. … Continue reading Keep going, writers
Hello everyone! The amazing Teresa Grabs tagged me for The Decade Tag! Thank you so much! You're awesome. Rules: Please share a link to the creator of the tag, JesusluvsallShare some highlights for you over the past decade and a few low points if you wantTag whoever you wish toAsk them some questionsUse any picture appropriate … Continue reading The Decade Tag
Every Tuesday and Friday, I watch the new Vlogsbrothers video like any other Nerdfighter. But - at the time I'm writing this post - the newest video from John struck me. John, who is the John Green by the way, talked about his wife, which is rare. He didn't gush over her or talk about … Continue reading More than writers
Everyone has straight and curved sidesThey know what they want andThey know what they’re good atBut I’m not one to follow the crowd I somehow molded my edges to a pointTo poke into everything andI can’t state a reason as to whyI get my nose into so many things I’m crawling through the mudPoking at … Continue reading I’m a bad puzzle piece
It's good to appreciate the small accomplishments in life. For example, I just finished copyediting my first novel for a publishing house. I hope everything goes well. I enjoyed working on the story. What small accomplishments have y'all completed? It can never be too small.
After writers send their work out to be critiqued, it can feel as if forever stands in front of them. Time has stopped. Even as life goes by, nothing happens. They wait, filled with butterflies. Days and months and years all feel like lifetimes. Perhaps it's because they're nervous. They sent their work - their … Continue reading Waiting forever