ya lit
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Perfect Day for a Book
Alarm rings at 7AM – maybe 8. I like to get an early start to the day, but not too early. The sky outside is gray, the air is crisp, the leaves have begun to turn. There is nothing on the agenda for the day – at least, nothing terribly pressing. Maybe some laundry, or Continue reading
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My Reading Routine
This one was suggested to me, and I thought it would be a cool thing to share! So, I’ve mentioned in a previous post that during college I sort of fell off the reading wagon due to the extensive amount of academic-based reading that was required for my major. Reading became a chore for me, Continue reading
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When I Left
When I left England, part of me stayed behind. Part of me still rides the train into the city through the early morning haze, and sits at a table by the thatch-roof cottage, sipping tea and admiring the serenity of Richmond Park. Some of me still frolics through the fields of Kew Gardens, the air Continue reading
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A History of Violence
(And here, on Old Poetry Monday, a selection from 2012…) But it doesn’t end. Nothing ever ends. Those who plummet over the edge of darkness do not hit the bottom. No false saviors can catch them with their parables and psalms. They fall forever. And for those of us who do not know what Continue reading
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Writing Techniques: Feedback
There is one aspect of writing that I have always feared the most, and that is receiving feedback on my work. It’s a dangerous beast, one that can either make your spirit soar, or tear your heart out. Any time I send any piece of writing out for a fresh opinion, the butterfly factory never Continue reading
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Run, Birdy, Run!
There are thousands of mysteries – riddles with no easily discernible answers – that have plagued humanity for centuries. The origin of Stonehenge. The true identity of Jack the Ripper. How many licks it takes to get to the Tootsie-roll center of a Tootsie Pop. But one of these conundrums has been on my mind Continue reading
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The Middle
Recently, the mid-twenties doldrums have been bogging me down. I feel as though I am not where I need to be, but I lack the courage and confidence to get myself there. But those thoughts of “Get it together!” get drowned out by fear of failure and doubt in my abilities, a dark cloud consuming Continue reading
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Favorite Words Vol. 1
*Definitions gleaned from the Merriam-Webster online dictionary* Lament Definition(s): To mourn aloud; wail. To regret strongly. To express sorrow, mourning, or regret. Lament is one of those words that carries a greater weight and paints a clearer picture than most of its synonyms. “Cry” sounds so weak and pathetic compared to “lament,” and “lament” is Continue reading
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Just
In keeping with a poetry theme for the week, here’s a selection from my CW class in college. Just One should never be just anything. Things are never just fine. That’s just a saying that keeps prying curiosities at bay. We are never just tired. Fatigue is gauged by more than how long our Continue reading
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What Could Have Been
As I’ve mentioned before, my debut novel I’m With You underwent many changes from inception to publication. The original story I envisioned was vastly different from the final version, and, just for funsies, I thought I’d list some of the things that “could have been” had I kept on along the initial route… Minor spoilers Continue reading
Frostwritten 