Let’s start with the question I ask myself a lot of the time: what happens when we die? Can’t answer me? Don’t worry, I never expected you to. Quite frankly, I’m afraid of the answer, even if the answer is something I want to hear. Knowing the truth isn’t always the best medicine for wonder, as I’m sure you’re aware, but then again, what are we gunning for? I know that I’m not the only person who is afraid of the end, and to be honest, I question those who… Read more A Rogue Thought →
For time is not the giver of life, But the dawn of the end that follows the knife. Life is bitter and painful to hold, Time is the bullet that ends the old. Why are we here if all is lost? Why are hurting, what is the cost? Take me down if you feel you can’t win, But promise me this, don’t blame me for your sin.
There’s a gentle calling that feels so natural, But in the dimming embers lays a void of uncertainty. A glimpse of a smile can send me into panic, Yet a single moment can raise a thoughtless storm. I could feel the smoke crawl across my skin, Only to get burned as the light showed false hope. The light was strong, promising, you could say, But all things sweet have a bitter coating.
There’s less than 48 hours left of NaNoWriMo 2017, and I believe it’s time to reflect on the month. I failed, the end. Ok, so perhaps it’s a little harsh… Read more The End is Near – NaNo 2017 →
NaNoWriMo is now well underway, and like many, I have fell victim to the usual distractions that this world has to offer… mainly Netflix… I suspect that you’re behind by a larger margin than you anticipated? Don’t worry, when you break it down into statistics, it’s really not as awful as you assume. I am currently at 10,213 words, which is over 6,000 words behind target, so, I found myself in a constant slump, telling myself that 30,000 words would be an acceptable achievement this year. Well, even though that… Read more Falling Behind? →
Each day I wake and feel a sadness, It cuts me gently, yet it stings like a mourning. I know time has passed, but nothing is the same, Ever since you said goodbye, my chest has felt desolate. It’s not your fault, I know it’s my own, But I hate sleeping at night, just to wake to my own heartbeat. Everything sends an echo through my hearts, and it’s then when I can hear the tears calling me. Raise me up, so I may fall, At least, maybe, then I… Read more Nothing More Than A Scar →
Ahead of NaNoWriMo, I’ve decided to create some practices that may help you push for that daunting 50,000 word mark. At times, when I’m writing my novel, I struggle with… Read more Writing Challenge →
So, this year, I’ve been lucky enough to be selected to be an ML for NaNo. I’ll be posting motivational tips throughout the month of November, and I hope to… Read more NaNoWriMo →