The color

It’s the color of my heart when it explodes. And not in the kind way. It explodes after years of your goals and ambitions leeching onto the back of my mind. I never expected to drown so young with chains around my voice. It’s the same color of the hearts people draw next to their … Continue reading The color

For all the writers who want to quit

Sometimes writing may feel like a waste of time. Like we're getting nowhere. Like the world is just waiting for us to crumble and fall to our knees. But we're not built for that. We're writers with dreams to touch someone else's heart with words. Our writing lets us to spread our wings and reach … Continue reading For all the writers who want to quit

Writers are magical

Even in a room full of editors, I was an incognito writer. It's easy to tell a writer from anything else. We think a bit...differently. Our minds stretch in directions that no one else can see. We see the way the world works, turn it a bit, and then write that down. We see a … Continue reading Writers are magical