Writing to find myself I’m not sure why it took me so long to admit to myself I’m a writer. The irony is I’ve been writing a journal since I was a girl. So you think it would’ve been a natural revelation. I still keep a journal every day. It’s the way I wake up… Continue reading Am I really a writer? I’ll have to ask my journal
5 Keys to Writing That Will Keep Your Readers Coming Back for More
These 5 keys can be used in any genre of writing. Whether you are writing for fiction or non-fiction readers, professionals reading your reports or websites, magazine readers perusing your articles or followers reading your blogs, you can craft compelling text over and over again with these 5 keys as your guide.
Accepting I’m a writer, finally: It only took about 20 years…
Have you ever felt as if writing weren’t a real job? That saying you’re a writer is kind of fanciful, and even selfish? I absolutely have! It’s really ironic because I started reading when I was four and devoured as many books as I could from that time on. I mean I LOVE to read.… Continue reading Accepting I’m a writer, finally: It only took about 20 years…
How fear can stall your writing: And how to get back on track, one page at a time
A never-ending novel Before I started working on my book again, I thought it would take me forever to finally finish it. I felt as if I were standing at the bottom of a really high mountain looking up, and had a long trek to get up there. The tip of the mountain was even… Continue reading How fear can stall your writing: And how to get back on track, one page at a time
Today’s a perfect writing day: It’s overcast and raining
There are definitely days where I find it easier to go into my office, close the door and write. I don’t feel as if I’m missing anything, well at least not much. For me, the beautiful sunny days of the summer are the hardest to work on. I can take my laptop outside and work… Continue reading Today’s a perfect writing day: It’s overcast and raining
A writer’s negative self-talk: It’s BS, aren’t you happy to hear?!
That negative self-talk we love to hate Do you ever hear yourself saying in your head, “I can’t make any serious money from writing!” or “I’m going to end up a starving writer or a drunk or both!” or “What if I write a book and no one wants to publish it?!” or “What if… Continue reading A writer’s negative self-talk: It’s BS, aren’t you happy to hear?!
Journalling to honour myself: Writing has saved my life
Journalling through my life I have been writing a journal for over 35 years. I began as a young girl as a way to express feelings I couldn’t any other way. And also feelings I couldn’t understand. I didn’t have a safe person close to me that I could confide in. And even though my… Continue reading Journalling to honour myself: Writing has saved my life
Back to writing: Why are my characters being rebellious? They’re just fictional, right?!
I read through the first draft of my novel. I have 68 pages done and about 40 more to come I think. I’m beginning the most intricate part of my novel, the ending. When it all comes together. Or when the shit hits the fan depending on how you want to look at it. As… Continue reading Back to writing: Why are my characters being rebellious? They’re just fictional, right?!
Expressing our inner questions: Writing and reading as therapy
Writing was something I started as a very young girl. I could read when I was four and my earliest journals started after my best friend was killed in a fire when I was five, he was only six. That was not something I could make sense of. I wrote from the age of five… Continue reading Expressing our inner questions: Writing and reading as therapy
The hot and cold of novel writing: Is it writer’s block or inner growth?
I have written about 80% of my first draft. And then stopped. I’m not sure why. My characters are moving through my head, and sometimes I even hear them speaking to me, but for a few months now I haven’t worked on my novel. And it’s been in the works–from scene weave to first draft–for… Continue reading The hot and cold of novel writing: Is it writer’s block or inner growth?
Use your voice and your word: You’re more powerful than you know
The speech that Oprah made at the Golden Globes was so very important. Not only for young girls watching the show, but for everyone who has ever been victimized in any way. She is an amazing speaker, and respected by many because of her outstanding accomplishments and her unending search for the truth. And coming… Continue reading Use your voice and your word: You’re more powerful than you know
My father’s house
I sold my father’s house and I feel as if I’ve let him down. I feel as if my last physical connection to him is gone. It’s not rational but that’s how I feel. And I stopped myself from driving by it today. I can’t go in it’s no longer mine, and of course he’s… Continue reading My father’s house
Disappearing death
Sometimes I feel as if I’ve disappeared. When someone I love dies all the moments I shared with them end. I move from being in a life with them to nothing. I end up with nothing. Their energy is gone. I can remember how it felt to be in that space with them for a… Continue reading Disappearing death
A timeless love: Fresh as yesterday
In my sorting and packing, I came across a short story written by a boyfriend from high school. He’d given it to me, writing a short note on the front. That short note brought me right back to that time, and to him. I put the story aside and read it later in my bedroom.… Continue reading A timeless love: Fresh as yesterday
He rests and I transform
Sometimes I sit back and wonder how my world can change so quickly. How I can go from looking after my dad to no longer having one. It seemed to happen in the blink of an eye. And yet it was years that he was slowly fading away, becoming another person both physically and mentally.… Continue reading He rests and I transform
Death and minutiae
It’s the minutiae of things that have to be done after someone dies that boggles my mind. It’s as if I have an ever-growing list of things I must get done. And I just want them all to be over, so that I don’t have to keep being reminded all the time my dad is… Continue reading Death and minutiae
Death and the future
I feel numb a lot of the time. It’s hard to explain. I can do my usual life things like groceries, laundry, planning dinner, even seeing friends, but there’s a deep down part of me that is distant. I know I’m mourning and that’s what it is, but it almost defies description. I am totally… Continue reading Death and the future
