Writing

on…” Jessica said, an abundance of caution making her choose her words extra carefully. Like she thought some kind of monster was lying dormant inside of me. “I know how you feel.” I huffed and took a sip of my coffee.

Writing advice, like a lot of things, namely philosophical queries, story ideas, revelations on how I should tackle that next scene, ideas to flesh out my work, brief snippets of poems, you name it

Her lungs burned with each breath. Her heart wouldn’t stop pounding in her chest. Her fists ached; her muscles cried out from exhaustion.

A friend of mine by the name of Daniel Rumbell just published his first book on the Kindle Store. Now normally, I don’t like to shill for people. But because Dan’s a cool guy and I like him, I’m going to give him a shout-out on this here blog. Plus, …

Well, this isn’t the first time, but enough time has passed that it certainly feels like it. I haven’t updated this blog in quite a while, due to my focus on the novel I’ve been writing for the past few months and will be finished with by the end of …