A Game of Hope and Fear
I wish I could be one of those sorts who is endlessly positive, overflowing with optimism and possibility. Annoyingly so. Alas, that’s not me, not even cl...
Tag: writing
And the bloody execution begins.
I’ve got good instincts, so when my first professional(ish) critique on the first chapter of the novel came back yesterday, I knew what it was going to sa...
Channeling Eleanor Roosevelt and Tim Gunn
Chuck and I are slowly making our way through the Ken Burns series about the Roosevelts, which we recorded while we were in Washington D.C. Last night we wrappe...
Journey On
I stood in the kitchen late last night eating my stress with a spoon and container of Nutella. It was really good. As I took the last spoonful into my mouth, I ...
Short Story 2: Tuesday
I felt it fitting to post my second short story, Tuesday, on a Tuesday. Corny, I know. Like my first story, The Prep Room, I pulled from Chuck’s life expe...
Short Story 1: The Prep Room
Below is the first short story I submitted for class. It’s just shy of 5,000 words. The content will be familiar to some of you. Though it’s based o...