I expect we've all been there. Maybe you even got into the story before you read that one line that jerked you clean out of any suspension of disbelief to say, "REally? REALLY? WhY woulD yOU do IT ThaT waY?" Well, as... Continue Reading →
For those of you WriMo-ers out there, you may be feeling a little fatigued at this point. You may be dealing with writing-related injuries like strained wrists, bruised fingers, blisters, or early-onset cray-cray-writer syndrome*. Well, I'm here for you, and... Continue Reading →
It's that time of year, my people. The leaves are pretty colors. There is orange everywhere. Everything is pumpkin spice flavors. NaNoWriMo is on the air. You can feel the tremors rumbling through the internet as a hoard of authors... Continue Reading →
via Daily Prompt: Meaningless I am a writer. I write things. My family identifies me as a writer, sometimes finding things for me to write which grow or stretch me in ways I wouldn't have sought out myself (hey, I... Continue Reading →
The Nomadic Troglodyte 