Pep Talk for Creatives: Luca I’ll admit I haven’t actually watched the entire Luca movie. The rest of my family did, but if we sit down at home to watch a movie, I either fall asleep or have to be doing something else — like laundry, but I digress… I did catch this scene of the movie and love how… Read More
Pep Talk for Creatives: Just Do It
I had something different scheduled for today’s pep talk. But today is the first day of NaNoWriMo. I spent all weekend working on another project and didn’t get the aforementioned pep talk written or scheduled (it’s a good one, I promise I’m still going to share it). Here’s the thing, I was planning on writing it up and posting it… Read More
A Pep Talk for Creatives: La La Land
I love this scene in La La Land (really I love the entire movie — the world needs more musicals). The takeaway pep talk from this scene is, as Ryan Gosling’s character Sebastian basically states, don’t be a baby. I love the fact that at this point in the story, Mia (Emma Stone) is completely and totally ready to give… Read More
Making Writing Rituals
In the past, I’ve been very anti-(writing) rituals. To me, rituals can easily turn into just another excuse not to write (only write with a certain pen and lose it? Oh, can’t write. Have to write in a certain spot? What do you do when you travel, not write? Can only write in a certain temperature? . . . well,… Read More
Preptober: Backwards NaNoWriMo
It’s October. That means tons of writers everywhere are using the month to prepare for NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) — Preptober if you will. November is the month where all us insane writers set out to write an entire novel (or 50,000 words of said novel). I’ve attempted NaNoWriMo for four years, and in my most successful year I… Read More
Flash Fiction: Mira
Hazy memories slammed into Mira’s brain jolting her awake. She tried to even her breathing as she took in her surroundings. Clinical. White walls. Monitors. There weren’t any white walls in her house. Her mother deemed white walls were boring, and they’d spent the entire summer painting bright murals all over the house. This definitely wasn’t her bed. A crinkly… Read More
Flash Fiction: Murder on the 912 to Frisco
Lyla tried to stop the bleeding, but once it started trickling from between his lips she knew he was as good as dead. That wasn’t going to keep her from trying to save his life. Sitting back on her heels, she offered the stranger what she hoped was an encouraging smile. She had only met him an hour ago when… Read More
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