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”
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”
What’s so different about this one, compared to my first novel, is that I wrote it all by hand in a notebook.
Let me have my whimsy. I think the world needs more of it!
“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.”
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”
I knew I should have run, but I didn’t want to. I thought of my mother, who was still downstairs, my cousin, and of my dad, who was probably being seduced by his boss. I knew I didn’t want to be apart of that life.
It’s time for a story. Get ready.