Tag Archives: LGBT

#NaNoWriMo Ending – Resolve

It’s my sincere hope that everyone met their personal goals during NaNoWriMo. It’s my further hope you continue, that you finish the draft, and one day revise it. NaNo is but the beginning of the beginning. If you didn’t win, … Continue reading

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The Self-Made Prison

Looking back across the intervening years, she saw the prison she’d built for protection, each stone her own. Walls shielded her heart, her secret, the castle’s strength keeping life at bay, no one more tormented within than she. She tortured … Continue reading

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What Is And Will Always Be The Goal – A NaNo Pep Talk

This is my last blog post before I enter the wilds of NaNoWriMo and beyond. It’s also always a good time to have a heart-to-heart with myself, to remind this sometimes insecure writer why I write. During NaNo I’ll still … Continue reading

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Running Colors

Painting in the rain. Contained in the running colors was the life they’d imposed, never supposing, not the least bit caring, about the self inside. Washing the canvas clean. Teardrops, raindrops, never the same again. On her knees, lies running … Continue reading

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How Targeted Worldbuilding Aids My Storytelling

Worldbuilding is more than magic, it’s about choosing the right bedrock to build your stories upon. This became more clear to me when I began experimenting with my approach to revising. In the past, I’ve either worked on Carrdia novels … Continue reading

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The Shining City on the Hill

The shining city on the hill. She believed. For, the city was hope, hope for her, for those who came after. They told her it was a myth, a lie, a fairytale, especially, they said, for people like her. The … Continue reading

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The Story

There was a story they often told, they said it was her origin. They were wrong. Her story resided in a place they couldn’t see, it kept her alive when she should have died, when the lie they loved grew … Continue reading

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