Hey, everyone. I went outside at work this morning to get some shots of the library’s lupines, which are beautiful. Here are a few of those shots. Hope you’ve had a wonderful week.
Hey, everyone! I have exciting news! The first piece I ever queried was published today! It’s a nonfiction/inspirational piece written for a website for young, Catholic women. If you’d like to take a look, click here. It’s also already linked under my writing tab here on the blog. I hope you all enjoy it!
The title of this post pretty much is my mantra in regard to my second draft right now. I’m nearing the finishing line with it and while I’m excited, I’m also getting doubtful and tired. People always compare pursuing any creative work to giving birth, so in terms of that analogy, I guess I’m at the part where you’re exhausted and breathless but you’ve got to keep pushing because there is no stopping now. Never having given birth, I don’t know how accurate this analogy is, but it does seem apt.
The picture is of my current page count. Subtract 275 from that number and you’ll get how long this new draft is. I didn’t mean to hand write the whole thing, but that’s just how it turned out.
Like I mentioned before, the doubts are starting to speak louder than they have at any other point during this process. They keep telling me that no one will want to read or publish this and that these characters are too broken and unlovable for people to root for. The important thing is that I loved and believed in this story first and if I do my job right, then others will care and want to read it. I’m not there yet, but this draft is so much more book-shaped than my first one and I already have so many ideas for how to move forward. I’ll get there and if you’re struggling with your own things, know that you’ll get there, too. Soon…soon.
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Hi, everyone. I’m not participating in the poetry challenges that I’ve seen around the internet but I would be remiss if I didn’t post anything poetry related in April. I hope you’re all doing well.
Hey, everyone! A few days ago, I was given a white Chanel box by someone close to me who wears their perfume. It’s now my new pen box. I decided to draw on the box and I wanted to share some pictures with you. I draw quite a bit though I don’t normally show my drawings to people. I’m trying to change that. Hope you’re all doing well.
“Even now, says the Lord, return to me with your whole heart…”-Joel 2:12.
Lent is one of my favorite liturgical seasons for many reasons. One of them is how honest Christians are about how sinful we are and how vast and overwhelming God’s mercy is. Being honest about that stuff is difficult but at least during this one point in the year, we are honest with ourselves, with each other, and with God. We are so honest about this sinfulness that we begin this season by literally smearing it across our foreheads. It’s humbling and shows that we all have room to grow. But the best thing about having room to grow is that you can still grow.
I have a really good feeling that though this Lent is going to be challenging, it will be so rewarding and healing. Please, God, make it so.
Happy Ash Wednesday, everyone.
As this year is coming to a close, I’ve realized a bunch of things. The first is that there’s been a lot going on. The second is that I wasn’t too good at handling most of it. I felt incredibly alone and had a difficult time opening up to anyone, even those I trust completely, about what was going on.
While I couldn’t use words to talk about what was going on inside my head and heart, I used plenty of them to write. I also took a lot of pictures, which have always been a helpful tool for me for communicating not just with other people, but also with myself. So here are a few of those pictures. None of these have been edited and I’m not going to caption them, either. I hope you like the story they tell and I’ll write again soon. Bye, loves.
This time a year ago, I had barely a hundred pages. Today, I reached 400. What a difference a year makes. Here’s to many more years writing and many more books.
Hi, everyone. I hope your Sunday is considerably brighter than the drab, grey day that mine is. Just wanted to, as the title suggests, update you on how NaNo is going and share a cool spoken word poem I found on youtube.
I’ve reached the point in NaNoWriMo that I am ready to do just about anything but write any more. For instance, yesterday I drew a rendition of the cover art of the Broadway production of Anastasia. It doesn’t help that I’ve been writing incredibly tricky scenes that have a great bearing on how the story plays out. I’ve been thinking about these scenes since I started thinking about this story a few years ago and it’s hard to get them right because they’ve been in my head for so long. It’s starting to get better, though, so I just need to keep pushing through. If you’re writing for NaNo or just writing in general, keep going! We can do it!
And now, here’s the poem. Have a great week, everyone.
How I hate thee
O fluorescent lights!
You burn my retinas by day
and haunt my dreams at night.
I know you exist to be suns
no matter how awful the weather
but if we need a manmade sun,
we surely can do better.
Since starting my first full time job in August, I have discovered the depths of my hatred for fluorescent lighting. So I decided to write a poem about it.