Want to help me get a new desk chair? Check out the details in the donation box below the post and read my stories on Vocal! Travel memoir word count: 17,317 I finished the first draft of my travel memoir! Yay! Now comes the hard part. When I set out to write a book detailing my … Continue reading The Benefits of Writing about Yourself
I've got a new WIP - and it's not fiction. For those of you worried about the fate of the elusive Project Pea, fear not! It's still my primary focus. And for others who may be concerned about the sequel to The Dragon's Den, once again, don't worry! I'm giving it some time before I … Continue reading A New Project…and It’s Non-Fiction?!
No. 17/100 100-word short stories for my 100 follower celebration! If I reach out right now, it's like I can almost touch that distant memory. The smell of the city fills my nostrils. My mom’s hand holds on tightly to mine. But none of that matters. There's a barrier in front of me but I can … Continue reading Wrong
Happy Monday, and welcome to a brand new week with brand new stories! This week on the blog will be a STORY BLAST, where I'm posting nothing but stories. Just how many are there? You'll have to wait and see! For now, here's the first story for this week. . . . Fog No. 12/100 100-word … Continue reading Welcome to STORY BLAST week!
When I travel, I get to see incredible sights. I get to experience history and breathe the air of brand new places. But I've found that some of the things I remember the most are the interactions I have with complete strangers. Why is this important? And why am I talking about it on a … Continue reading Human Kindness – As Told by Toilet Paper
Hiss of samosas hitting the frying pan. Crackle from chips being wrapped. Vibrating boom from the record stall. This is our ends. The air alive with spices and smoke [...]THIS IS OUR TOWN – 3 MIN SHORT STORY/POEM – PROSE AND POSE This little short story really captured me this week. Not only do I … Continue reading Reblog: This Is Our Town by Prose and Pose
I'm a city-dweller - you know, rush hour traffic, a major interstate a mile away, tourists, every restaurant chain you could ever dream of, etc. I was blessed enough to find a quiet nook of the city to live in, which is my perfect bubble. Utter peace inside, but lots to do outside. Still, there's … Continue reading The Magic of Little Coffee Shops
I'm back again to tell another tale about my time in the UK last summer, though this one is much more concise! Will someone tell me to shut up about this trip at some point? Probably! But it was the trip of a lifetime, and I'm not going to stop talking about it any time … Continue reading One Eggs Benedict to Rule Them All
Dunraven Bay It was like that part in a movie where they cut out all sound apart from the music and you watch the characters experience a magical moment in slow motion. It was exactly like that. Hannah and I didn't speak for a while as we walked and wandered on the cold, damp sand. … Continue reading Bad Wolf Bay (Part 3): There and Back Again
I groaned as my alarm went off at 6:00am. It might not seem that early, but after you’ve spent five days straight trying to discover every inch of London and then travelling to Reading, Newbury, and Bath in rapid succession, your feet hurt. Actually, your everything hurts. And you’re tired. So, so tired. Still half-asleep, … Continue reading Bad Wolf Bay (Part 2): The Journey