Writing Blog
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I work in SEO and online marketing. For 40 hours a week, I eat, sleep, and breathe SEO strategy and analysis. I read article upon article about algorithms. I shift through hours of keyword charts, data pulls, and ranking systems. Half my life is dedicated to explaining to clients and co-worker’s alike where their SEO
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So I failed NaNoWriMo. I could have written 50,000 words, but I didn’t. I could have written everyday in the month of November, but I didn’t. I could have finished my novel, but I didn’t. I could be upset about my failure, but I’m not. The thing is, I did so much more this month
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If you haven’t already guessed, I have decided to participate in NaNoWriMo this year. Yes, I am aware that it is cliche, and no that is not going to stop me. This is something I decided I have to do. What Is It? Pretty much anyone who has taken an elective writing class knows about
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I hate editing. I am going to be upfront and honest about that. I hate re-revisiting my work and I hate the long and tedious process of editing. I know it is important, but I hate doing it. I also know that I am in the majority of the writing community. We know that all
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I’ve been lecturing myself all month about my lack of motivation for writing. Since graduation I’ve had all the time in the world to work on my prose, short stories, and novel but instead I’ve been watching YouTube and reading WEBTOONs. I have no self-discipline without a strict professor and a due date to keep
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I’m a writer: a scribbler, a chronicler, a note-taker- whatever you want to call it, it fits. Some people love to write on their computers, tablets, or phones, but I still love old-fashioned paper and ink. I carry around a journal with me almost everywhere I go. There isn’t a plan or any organization to
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I began writing poetry when I was 12 years old. I faithfully wrote, then typed, saved, and transferred every scrap of poetry, prose, and story that came was born from my mind. Yesterday, in hopes of finding something worth professional publication, I decided to go through every bit of my writing from the last decade
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One last, one last time. You asked me for one last, one last time. Against my better judgement I gave it to you. One last, one last time. I fell for you one last, one last time. I knew it would end- But I loved you. One last, one last time. I cried
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Writing Challenge: April 23, 3018 Prompt: Explain the tides As the Moon rises and the Sun sets, the oceans are pulled by the great love of their divine parents: running from the warm radiance of the Sun, to the comforting glow of the Moon and back to the Sun again. The tragedy of the Sun
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Writing Challenge: March 8, 2018 Prompt: Write a myth about where humans came from When life was first created on Earth, animals and plants flourished magnificently under the careful guidance of the Earth, the Sun and the Moon. These loving entities doted upon the lives they created- watching ocean creatures swim, avian creatures soar, and
Bringing Mae Flowers 