…in visual format. Welcome to this week’s post! Today we are tackling one of those goals of mine—video editing. I’m excited to figure out the ins and outs of making a quality video and that starts with practice, so here’s my first video: My Writing Routine! This doesn’t go very in-depth because my writing […]
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Life & Goals
This post is a day late because somehow I scratched my eyeball and it’s a lot harder to do things with one eye than I would have thought. (I also definitely scratched my eye because I’m growing my nails out and I have contacts…) ANYWAY, despite sitting here fulfilling my nonexistent dream of being a […]
Writing Playlist: The Feels
Hello, people! Today is a simple music post because on Friday I have a super exciting one! Honestly, it’s mostly just exciting for me, but either way—exciting! Typically when I write, I play movies scores or instrumentals in the background—no words to distract me from creating my words. I’ve done this for the […]
Where It All Went Wrong | 19
Wesley was just inside the door and raised an eyebrow as Lucy and Sullivan walked in. He saw the quick drop of Sully’s arm and resisted a wink as his gaze met Lucy’s. He welcomed the duo before taking a seat at the table. They followed suit, along with Grace. Piper and Enzo shuffled papers, […]
Depression?
So, I think I’ve turned over a new leaf in my life. Just recently, I’ve gained loads of motivation back. I’m able to wake up in the morning and work out (6 AM, even). I take time out of my day to write EVERY DAY. I look in the mirror and think “Wow, I look […]
Where It All Went Wrong | 18
“Where are we going?” The bedroom light had turned on just as Lucy had turned it off. She hadn’t even made it to her bed. Her eyes locked with Sullivan’s and after a moment he jerked his head towards the front door. She followed him outside and into the woods, rubbing the imminent sleep from […]
Nightmares
Every so often a dream catcher must be “emptied” of the nightmares it has caught. “Sir, he found her.” A wiry woman walked into the room with windblown hair and wide eyes. “He found her,” she repeated. Kate Young had been in charge of dumping nightmares in this district for eleven years. She took […]