wings

Last night, I entrusted my soul with someone new. So I met Jack in the fourth grade.  We didn’t really start becoming friends until the sixth grade, and then, by seventh grade, we were thick as thieves.  I started writing Harry Potter fanfiction in the sixth grade, and by seventh grade, we were both writing…

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quarter life crisis

Last night, I texted Jack and said, “I’m having a book crisis.  Meet me for tea?” This book has gone through so many transformations, and it’s only been (maybe) a month since I started writing it.  When I embarked upon Mason’s story, I realized, about six chapters in, that I was writing the third book…

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witchcraft on the weekends

I went up to Maine this weekend, and this always happens. Erin has some kind of creative witchcraft going on, that’s the only explanation.  My desire to write is fiercer than ever when I’m with her.  When we talk virtually, I’m always inspired to create something, but put me next to her, and it’s like this…

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Hello, Miriam.

The High Priestess. She keeps showing up.  When I first drew for Mason, she was his future card.  I like to draw cards for my novels before I begin them.  I did it with Ronan when trying to figure who he was, where to begin with him, and if I was ready.  I thought I…

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it’s over

Holy magic. It’s done. It’s over. I finished writing Mason’s novel. Granted, this is only the first draft, but it’s done.  It’s 73k words, and it’s done. Okay.  Deep breaths.  I’m going to stop panicking, read for a little bit, and then plunge in to start forming chapters.

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