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”
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Silent Night
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”
All You Within This Place: A Ghost Story for Christmas
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.
I Won NaNoWriMo and This is Why I’ll Never Do it Again
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.
My Favourite Part of Writing
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”
The Tellings Chapter 3
Bethany My first day at the diamond shop started with rain. I tried not to see it as an omen as I walked down the cobblestone streets, with my drooping umbrella barely shielding me from the downpour. The town was filled with a rainbow of umbrellas, contrasting against the grey of the rain-soaked city. ThereContinue reading “The Tellings Chapter 3”
Why I’m Handwriting my First Drafts from Now On
What’s so different about this one, compared to my first novel, is that I wrote it all by hand in a notebook.
Why I’m NOT Going to Age-Down my Novel
Let me have my whimsy. I think the world needs more of it!
The Tellings Chapter 2
“This town was cursed before I came here,” he said, taking a few breaths before continuing. “As long as people from the outside consider this place good enough for them, it’ll stay intact.”
A Forest in Spring – Earth Day composition
The forest in Spring was a sleepy sort of place. Even the dappled sun between the branches was like light filtering through drawn curtains. Birds chirped freely to remind the sleeping giants it was time for waking. The trees stirred from slumber and stretched towards the glow. A rabbit scampered through the sparse underbrush, feelingContinue reading “A Forest in Spring – Earth Day composition”
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