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
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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…
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
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
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 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
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?!
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
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?
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
It’s Saturday. I woke up and was immediately depressed. And then I got angry. Really angry. There’s nothing to do. Sure I can go grocery shopping, which has pretty much been my sole activity for two years. I can go for a walk, but it’s crazy cold outside, so that really doesn’t appeal to me.… Continue reading I need regular life: What I have is depression and anger instead
Being outside in public today feels different. People are obviously (once again) more aware of other people being near them, and the energy they are giving off is fearful, protective and weary all at once. We are used to it so it’s like, here we are again. So when we can’t go into the vet… Continue reading We all have it, that’s virus mania
I just sat down at my desk and looked out my window where I see the downtown wrapped around the mountain, and cars driving to and from the city. So many people going and coming, and I feel so disconnected from them all. The world is just outside my reach, and if I stretch out… Continue reading I can’t be brave any longer, I miss you all
In the beginning, when the virus hit, my father died. I wasn’t even able to hold his hand as he passed. I wasn’t allowed in the hospital. Instead he died alone among strangers. I had always pictured being by his side. That was how it happened in my mind. Me holding his hand, so he… Continue reading The virus stole my father, but not how you think
I become emotionally attached to characters in the books I read and the TV series I watch. Not all books or series, they don’t all elicit deep feelings for me, but the characters who do are very real for me. And even to me that sounds strange. For example, when my life gets too stressful… Continue reading Why I become emotionally attached to fictional characters
I’m reading The Change by Germaine Greer, which is her book about women, aging and menopause. I have found that menopause and aging in general about women isn’t talked about much, even among women, and Greer talks a lot about that. Women talk about their periods and their experiences of being pregnant and with childbirth,… Continue reading Facing our minds through menopause