I Have Commited The Cardinal Sin

So, I was visiting with a friend and she asked what my new novel was about. I know. I hate getting this question. I love that people want to show support by asking me about my work, but lord I do not know how to answer this. I always feel like I have two options: […]

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Fifty Word Friday # 7: Afterwards

An extra space in your toothbrush holder. The cold sheets next to you no matter what time it is. Making coffee and driving to work without saying goodbye as you leave the house. The lack of that person. Those missing rituals and tics that came with a person now gone.   Photo by Soroush Karimi on Unsplash

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50 Word Friday # 6: Nomadic

I have become nomadic. I move with a plan, but not with the intention to set down roots. I used to plant myself. Now, I look forward to the change in scenery. The drier weather. I must say goodbye to the ocean. But I am nomadic. Perhaps I will return.   I played with the […]

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50 Word Friday #4: The Pool part 2

My stomach clenches as I ease into the pool. It isn’t until my second lap that I  begin to feel aclimated.  I race the person next to me even though they last longer.  I ignore the ache in my legs and back, and the water’s call pulls me deeper. 

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50 Word Friday #2: The Cave

There was still a hint of warmth in the air, but I know the air of the cave ahead will chill me to the bone. Curiosity blends with the taste of salt on my lips. I will take discovery over warmth. Warmth is safe, but I’m always drawn to darkness.

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Returning home for that spark

Sometimes it takes returning to where things started. When it comes to medical issues with my family it tends to always get worse before it gets better, so I find myself home for the foreseeable future. Although I wish it could be under better circumstances I find that words are coming to me in a way […]

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Flash fiction #1: Windchimes

Wind chimes are meant to be joyful. They always come in bright colors, mimic leaves or butterflies, and tinkle lightly in the breeze. I love them for another reason. When I hear them I imagine that I can already smell the gathering storm on the horizon. I look for it. Yearn for it. The chime […]

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Finding your muse on the top of a mountain.

We went camping this weekend. We packed up the tent, sleeping bags, food, and an oversized, overexcited dog into the car and drove for five hours to go sleep on the dirt. Normally, I’d be psyched about this, but several months back I hurt my back, and it has made any physical effort, or really any […]

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Your writing is part of an unhealthy relationship…at least when it isn’t working.

I know in last week’s post that I’d promise a craft lesson, but I think there’s something more important that I’d like to talk about today. It’s about knowing when something isn’t working. It’s about knowing when some piece of your work isn’t playing nice with the rest of your manuscript despite all the cajoling, […]

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