Brave to mention (haikus)

i. They knew the kind youBut I knew you when your handsShouted your anger ii. My words could repeatYour actions but no one wouldBelieve a small mouse Copyright © Robin LeeAnn

First lines given – #3

Welcome to First Lines Given! If that sentence confuses you, here's a link to where I explain what this is. Today's first line is by Ann Harrison-Barnes! (Happy early birthday, Ann!) She said: Such a sweet one! I rarely see snow, so I don't write about it often. Anyways, here's the result: On a cold … Continue reading First lines given – #3

Being creatively exhausted

Having a writing goal can destroy a writer. Every writer has his or her own ideals of where he or she wants to be in the writing world. Some love self-publishing. Some never write for a paycheck. Others hope their novels spread hope or make it to the best seller’s list. But having that writing … Continue reading Being creatively exhausted

Interpreting stories

In English classes everywhere, writers’ works get interpreted. They will even “find symbolism” that writers never meant. It's like they have an itch to find some deeper meaning. I don’t want people interpreting my stories wrong. I’d rather a fan come up to me or email me, asking me about it. I may address some … Continue reading Interpreting stories

Writing with a demand for attention

After I moved into my dorm this semester, I met a lovely young girl named Muffin. She's is my suitemate’s dog who never looks directly at my camera when I try to take a picture  most of time. She’s an interesting addition to our dorm life. But she’s also a handful. Being a young puppy, … Continue reading Writing with a demand for attention