Do You Need to Rest?

Are you okay with resting? I thought I was, until recently. I realized I feel a lot of shame around getting the amount of rest that my body tells me I need. I tried to base my need for rest on what other people are capable of, but like they taught us in kindergarten, everybody’s…

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Second Draft Observations

In the thick of my second draft of Dark House. Here are some observations I’ve had so far. Rewriting isn’t as scary as it seems – As I’ve mentioned in a couple of other posts, there was a major character trait that I had to write out of the first half of the book, because…

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Overcoming Perfection

Me: Writes post about overcoming perfectionism, starts by changing the title ten times in a row. I have perfectionist tendencies. For me, perfectionism means scrutinizing everything I do, say, and think, and rarely measuring up to my own standards. I think in black and white terms: good or bad, smart or stupid, perfect or unacceptable.…

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The First Draft

I have finished the first draft of my first novel, Dark House. Word count: 66,873 Time to complete: A year and some change – I did not write consistently. I’m proud, but it’s definitely not time to pop open the bubbly yet. I have some serious editing to do. For example, my main character had…

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From Complaining to Doing Stuff

I whine and complain a lot. So much, that I’ve officially gotten tired of myself. Most recently, my whining and complaining was due to the fact that I want to finally live life on my own terms, but no one will support me, and I don’t have enough energy, and blah, blah, blah, commence excuses…

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My Writing Process – May 2019

The last time I wrote about my writing process was May of last year, so that’s kinda cool. Here’s what my process looks like lately: I don’t wake up quite as early since getting a new job six months ago (5 or 6AM instead of 4AM), but my lunch is longer, so that’s when I…

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I’m Too Tired for Art and I Don’t Have Time

This is a terrible excuse. Still, I make it constantly. Pretty much every day. When I’m at home, I think about work (regular 8 to 5 work), and when I’m at work, I think about how much I’d like to be at home, making art. I will never paint the paintings I want to or…

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Reaching – A Little Prose #1

I look around and think, who are these people? Is this what I am? Am I different? Is that better? Should I drown every part of me that’s confused and uncomfortable, and feels that there’s more than this? Of course not.

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