[blog post] june recap

Where has the month gone? June has passed in such a blur I’ve lost track of what’s even happened. Seeing as how it’s been a relatively quiet month for me across the board, I’m going to use this recap to look back at the first half of the year as well. Let’s break it down.… Continue reading [blog post] june recap

[teaser 01] the morning of

  Ami watched the sun rise over the swell of mountains on the horizon. The golden arms of morning spread dawn’s embrace across the sleepy castle town below. The Holanian capital, Adria, would soon be waking. Her still-made feather bed beckoned, though she would not be joining it. The young princess sipped the wine left… Continue reading [teaser 01] the morning of

[short story] writing prompt #001

Writer’s Writer Daily Prompt http://writers-write-creative-blog.posthaven.com/daily-writing-prompt-F7KD0M   I always take a shower and two Panadol before I leave home. I do this because trains make me feel dirty and I don’t want to contribute to the filth by setting my sweaty self down on the seat so many others have used before me. The Panadol are… Continue reading [short story] writing prompt #001

[blog post] drawing counts as writing, right?

Camp NaNoWriMo July 2015 is underway and I … am already behind. While I could whip up excuses about how I’m tired and it’s hard balancing a full-time job, an online store, an exercise routine and house work but the fact of the matter is I’m just not focused. I’m in the middle of a… Continue reading [blog post] drawing counts as writing, right?

[blog post] the countdown is on

One week until Camp NaNoWriMo July 2015 officially gets underway. I’ve not had much luck with the NaNo experience, having quit partway through last year’s November haul. I made it to the 30k mark on a literary project specifically designed for the event only to label it a monumental piece of shite about two weeks… Continue reading [blog post] the countdown is on

[short story] a table for two

At a table set for two, tucked away in the corner of a restaurant whose name she couldn’t pronounce, Miss Williams slipped into the leather upholstered seat. A crystal pendant light hung low above the table, casting nightmarish shadows from the proud napkin swans across the white tablecloth as she set down her clutch and… Continue reading [short story] a table for two