She found herself in that perfect moment of rest, transitioning back into consciousness, while the pillow and the blanket provided a deep cloud of comfort, and the last bits of a dream faded away. She felt his hand on her back and she stiffened, remembering that she was angry. She rolled away from him, refusing… Read More FICTION: mine own
And most of my 13 years writing have been about real-world stuff. I’ve dabbled in fiction since I was a child, but I’ve completed very little of it. I often, like many others, like the idea of writing more than I like to actually write, to really delve into the discipline required for the creative process.
Because along with the emotional cost of creating art, there are rough drafts and rewrites and alpha/beta reviews and edits. There’s getting rusty from not practicing or not being consistent.
And as I embraced this challenge, I found myself consumed with doubts about what I was doing and if I should even be doing it in the first place.… Read More true girl