Touch the glass wall And shatter it all I don’t mean to But I’m about to explode Can’t keep me here for long Unless you want the storm too Cause the chains are gone And I’m tired of waiting ---------For someone else’s approval Copyright © Robin LeeAnn
I would like to thank Nen and Jen from Nen & Jen for nominating me for the Sunshine Blogger Award! It was such a pleasant surprise to wake up to. If you haven't checked out Nen & Jen, you should. They write awesome book reviews from fantasy to YA to romance books. They also have … Continue reading The Sunshine Blogger Award
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
The dragon flapped its heavy wings on top of the tower. Everything – leaves, bushes, flowers – bent down to its power. It let out a hurtling cry, alerting everyone in the country of its presence. I crouched behind a tree, making sure my ear muffs stayed on tight. I didn’t want to lose my … Continue reading Run dragon
Every writer ends up searching the Internet for some kind of inspiration at some point. We end up at places like Pinterest, scrolling through quote after quote. After a while, those quotes help. Here's some encouraging quotes I've found lately: "A professional writer is an amateur who didn't quit." - Richard Bach "If you don't … Continue reading Inspiring quotes
Sometimes a good story doesn't get written quickly. It can seem as if we're sitting for days, waiting for something to happen. But - remember - that something good never pops up in an instant. It takes time. After some time passes, you'll see how brilliant your story has become and so will others.
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
Another friend jumps up and down while I sit chained to a seat. Another one. It happens so much now that I have a blurred image of how it happens. One friend sends question marks my way, shocked she could even win. Another jumps off the bed and runs towards me with an acceptance email … Continue reading Late bloomers unite