I was never a good poet. My brain seems hardwired for prose. I can write a beautiful sentence full of metaphor and irony, but any attempt to craft that into something short ultimately results in something cliche and insincere. Still, despite my shortcomings, I never stopped trying to write poems. I still enjoy the genre … Continue reading My Bad Poetry: Should I Quit?
It's that time of year again. The time of year that all your writing friends annoy you with details about the novel they will write throughout the month of November. They may have spend all of October (aka Prep-tober) going over their writing schedule and outline, creating a calendar, and signing up for all sorts … Continue reading NaNoWriMo 2020
I take the half-filled journal from my bedside; The leather cover is warm in my hands. The broken spine falls open on the table, displaying parchment pages the color of sand. My quill tip pen is newly filled after several month of sparing use. It hovers over the empty pages as I await my writing … Continue reading Return to Writing