Eliza never thought she’d have romance at Christmas. Nothing from her twenty-eight years had given her reason to believe otherwise. But still, when she watched those Hallmark Christmas movies, she couldn’t help but wonder if it would someday happen to her… Snow drifted down outside the office window, making everything look more like a snowContinue reading “Eliza: A Ghost Story of Christmas”
People compare themselves to each other. I don’t know if it’s an evolutionary thing or something we’ve conditioned ourselves to do over the course of thousands of years. But, it’s something we do. It’s not inherently a bad thing, as it helps us learn where we need to improve ourselves. If we see Bob buildingContinue reading “Meditating My Way Out of Comparison”
Imagine how much time and energy we could save if we just focused on our own lives. When we hide behind screens and act as if the joy of others affects us in any way, we waste so much of our lives. Imagine how much happier we could be.
Winter remembered death well. How it took to her like a charming suitor, resplendent in his black suit and tie—haunting eyes and all. The memory held shape in the dunes that formed of snow, in the bite of frost on cheeks, in the mournful paw prints wandering through barren forests. Death came in winter. SoContinue reading “Silent Night”
“Are you sure?” he whispered against the skin of my neck. I’d never been more sure of anything. Even if this was my first time. “Have you ever—?” He shook his head. “Never.” Our love story occurred in memories; in moments that slipped through my fingers like the sand. …It was the swirling air; …theContinue reading “So much for summer love: Flash Fiction”
“Three words, large enough to tip the world. I remember you.” France, 1714: in a moment of desperation, a young woman makes a Faustian bargain to live forever and is cursed to be forgotten by everyone she meets. Thus begins the extraordinary life of Addie LaRue, and a dazzling adventure that will play out acrossContinue reading “Book Review: The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue”
Warning: I may start ranting a little. And of course, these are my opinions based on my own point of view and understanding… please don’t yell at me if you disagree.
It would’ve been an immensely splendid way to spend the evening, especially on a cold, softly snowing, winter’s night, if not for the ghost.
That’s what I did. I made a fairly detailed outline (though, some parts were more helpful than others) and I girded myself to begin a gigantic writing adventure in November.
Today is November 23 and I’m in the midst of NaNoWriMo chaos. Trying, with questionable success, to write a certain amount of words every day with an end goal of 50k in one whole month has been a daunting task for someone who is very slow and quite sparse with her writing. But, it hasContinue reading “My Favourite Part of Writing”