I was planning to have a masterpiece for you to read and enjoy. Instead, I have the start to a satirical look at our current lifestyles and it is not finished. Instead, you get a rant on maps.

I can read a map. That is the extent I go. I get lost with simple directions. I cannot draw to save my life. And when I am trying to run a game of D&D, my players end up taking two weeks to traverse a path that earlier took them two days. So I am not good with maps. I finally start moving past the timeline issues and I realize I am lost in a world I created. Worse, my characters are lost. Good grief. No big deal though, this issue shall pass. I just have to spend some time on it. How are your personal projects coming?


The Novel


Dear Novel,

You have trashed my office. What were you thinking? There are papers everywhere! I have sticky notes all over my wall, my trash can is full, I am running out of lead for my pencils, the ink has escaped my pens, and every notebook has  been scribbled in. do you think you could back off a bit.

Alright, I am not really upset over the novel taking my free time. It is about time I got around to finish the thing.  I may not have a short story to share for a little while. It’s hard to focus on the short stories when I have a character going on a medieval killing spree. I will try to have something more entertaining for you all to read tomorrow night. Maybe a break will help with the plot I am stuck on in the novel.

Thanks for reading my rant, write you all tomorrow.

A Random Thought


I am not a song writer, not even close. However, this limerick popped in my head a few years ago. It has a country feel to it and it is not finished. I do not know where to go next with it. Any thoughts?

I was walking late last night,
And you were on my mind.
I was thinking of all those times
We were walking side by side.

You were holding my hand
I was holding yours
We would be together
For all of time.

Reading and What-not


I have been Christmas shopping and tending to a very sick child. So, I have not had a chance to re-write any of my work and make it decent enough for you fine readers. I have had time enough to go over timeline issues in my novel and maybe read a chapter in a book, but other than that, nothing. Life has been exhausting.

I have noticed that I still post the occasional post on twitter and Facebook, summing life up to just a few characters. It left me wondering if perhaps social media might be killing the creative writer’s creativity. Hmmm, something to think about I suppose.

I have decided that I will start reviewing books as well as giving you my work to read. I am going to be reading anyway, might as well relay what was great or horrible about a book. If you have any thoughts on a fiction book you want me to review, drop me a line in the comments.

My Project


Perhaps I have not been getting enough sleep lately. Maybe I have not been eating right. Whatever the reason, I seem to have lost my creativity. What do you do when you feel this way?

I have a novel that I am working on. This may be the reason I have lost my creativity. I have been neglecting my ongoing story and it beckons me back.  I had to stop for a short while because I got lost. I got ahead of myself and lost track of my timeline. However, I believe I have sorted out the issues and gotten back on track.  I will try and keep you updated on the progress. I am a third of the way done with the first book in a trilogy. Once I am done, I will obviously start on the next. However, I will also send the first out to publishing companies. I will keep you in the loop and update you all the way through.

Do you have a long project you are working on? Have you ever had to stop for any reason? Leave your thoughts in the comments.

The Confession, Part 2 of the Diary of Jade Series


Dear Diary,

I haven’t written in a while, like six days. But you are just a notebook, so who cares? I couldn’t concentrate in school today. I kept thinking about the boy in the mirror. So, when I got home from school, I told mom about the boy in the mirror. I didn’t tell her I had magic powers in the dream, just about the reflection looking like me. I don’t need my mom laughing at me for such a silly dream. Anyway, you will never believe what happened!

So I tell mom and she says I had a twin. She is all nonchalant like and says he was miscarried at six months along. She said she believes in twin connection and thinks I have some twin connection with him even though he never got to be born. Like who keeps that a secret? I am 16 years old, I have my driving license. Surely I am responsible enough to handle that kind of information. Like, I am so mad that my mom didn’t tell me sooner.

So anyway, I called Lindsey and told her what Mom said. She was like “whoa that is messed up” and I was like, “I know right?”

To make things worse, I am so going crazy. I swear I saw that boy or twin or whatever behind me in the mirror after gym. The lights totally burnt up; like all of them like in the movies. It was some crazy Carrie shit and then the reflection was gone. So I am going crazy, right? Of course I am. The dream is totally messing with me.

I’ve got homework to do, I’m out.


Writer’s Block


I sit, staring at a blank page.
Wondering what to sage,
But nothing comes to mind,
Writer’s block is so unkind.

The page beckons to me;
It wants words for all to see.
But nothing comes to mind,
Writer’s block is so unkind.

I need something to write,
Something with edge and bite.
But nothing comes to mind,
Writer’s block is so unkind.

Writer’s block is so unkind,
Nothing is coming to mind.
My mind trapped in a cage,
As I stare at a black page.