True Success for the Creative Writer

“In American culture, success is defended almost solely in monetary terms — we are defined by what we do for a living, and our success is measured by how sumptuous a living we earn. It is an easy jump to assume that if we cannot manage to earn a living through our creative work, then we…

The Art of Sexual Grooming

Step 1: Befriend someone and study her like scientists examine microscopic organisms beneath the ocean’s surface. Learn her likes, dislikes, if she hates her parents and why. Step 2: After learning that she’s a loner looking for simple companionship, start eroding her carefully constructed walls, break down bricks with warm hugs, a soft hand on…

The Beauty of Writing

Dear Lovelies, I have a small, but simple goal this year: to write every day. That doesn’t necessarily mean I’ll be posting on here every day (let’s be honest, you guys would get sick of that real fast!); it means that I’ll write at least one sentence a day, whether on a scrap piece of…

Random Musings of an Insomniac

I should be asleep, because I have to open the store in 7 hours, but I’m not. There’s a cat meowing outside my window and I can’t help but think of editing and the Mad Hatter from Alice in Wonderland. I wonder if he would make a tiny hat for the cat? I’d like to…

A Fictional Psychological Scene: Is it Believable?

Dear Lovelies, I am awake and writing because I have horrible insomnia. I wrote this scene that may or may not go into the novel that I’ve been writing off and on for three years now (For more info about the writing process, you can read here and here). Sexual assault is mentioned and the…

For Friendships that Lasted Too Long

Once in a blue moon, when everything changes, you’ll look back on the conversations we had and laugh at inside jokes from a thousand forevers ago. When everything changes, as it must, for that is nature’s way, I hope you’ll still find joy in reading Shakespeare before bedtime, shrouded by moonlight and with a hot…

Leaving a Legacy

Dear Lovelies, This post is two days too late, but better late than never, right? As of two days ago, I’ve had this blog for one year. I’ve splattered myself all over this blog and you guys, my lovely readers, have been witness to it, reading and supporting me along the way. Thank you dudes…

On Holding Back Tears

Somewhere, there is someone with tears that attempt to be kept from falling. Maybe a graduation or funeral is the place, or perhaps a bride on her wedding day. Somewhere, some lone stranger will sniff and look away, like a criminal caught in the act of a most heinous crime, As others, who are not…