“But people themselves alter so much, that there is something new to be observed in them for ever.” -- Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice So what does an author write about when she has a writing competition for word count and massive writers block? Well I could refer to my blog about Busting Through Writer’s Block OR … Continue reading My Current Project: #Authorslife
"A figure sat there in thoughtful silence. Shrouded in darkness as he preferred, he thought about the recent activities of that company, and the meddling woman who was solving the trouble he was creating." - Twisted Lies, Bee 2016 I'm searching for a villain. Everywhere I look, everywhere I turn I am hoping to spot … Continue reading Hunting Down a Villain in the Grocery Store
So this afternoon I have my first job interview in over seven years. And I am going into this much like when I buy a car or go on a date. What? How are those related? Well, let's look at all those things we do when interviewing for a job. I am not sure how … Continue reading Job Interviews Are Like Dating
Where was it? Dammit, he just managed to secure that little gem to trade for a hit and now it was lost. Sweating and shaking, he knew he needed it bad. He had to find that single earring. All of his mind began to fixate on the hit. Tremors were taking him over and … Continue reading Writer Prompt Challenge Accepted
I never know how this experience will go until I step into the room. Today the coffee shop is so full of people and conversation that I can't even hear the equivalent of college crooners spouting their poor renditions of hits from the 90's. The off-white subway tile reflects the too bright canned lighting … Continue reading Eavesdropping at a Coffee Shop
“But these words people threw around - humans, monsters, heroes, villains - to Victor it was all just a matter of semantics. Someone could call themselves a hero and still walk around killing dozens. Someone else could be labeled a villain for trying to stop them. Plenty of humans were monstrous, and plenty of … Continue reading Is There a Perfect Villain?
'The breeze blew softly over the waves bringing in the smell of the north. Thunder echoed long over the vast lake now dark grey as it reflected the coming storm. Scattered all around her were rocks of all colors, worn smooth from their journey to the shore.' … Continue reading Busting Through Writer’s Block
A Girl Named Bee 