Death waits for her

I see her laying there, the pain intense upon her pale face. The blue veins of her eyelids look bruised as her eyes flutter with agitation. She groans in her sleep, restless and exhausted. Death plays her cruel joke teasing and taunting, it threatens to take her only to leave her in pain. What is worse to pray for death yet linger or fear it … Continue reading Death waits for her

Patience is a Virtue

Growing up in a society that was constantly looking for faster and easier everything. I feel that it has influenced my personality. I want it now. I’ve never been great at waiting but with the novel finished and sending it out to agents and editors, I now find myself anxiously waiting to hear something. I know it takes weeks to hear anything but that doesn’t … Continue reading Patience is a Virtue

The Phone Call

Even after years of writing and being a part of some really great writers groups, I find myself dealing with insecurities. I finished my novel and sent out queries and heard from a publisher and an agent. It made me giddy. I sent copies of my story to a few friends with incredible encouragement but their is still that concern, is it good enough? When … Continue reading The Phone Call

What happens now?

After the writing is done and the edits are refined, what next? Choices have to be made, probably before you even finished writing you were thinking of how you wanted to publish. Traditional or Indie or self-publishing, there are pros and cons in both. Research is important whether looking for a publisher or an agent. It is important to find the right fit for you. … Continue reading What happens now?

Afraid

Fear can hold you hostage, keep you imprisoned. I have been afraid to share my writing. My best friends: my almost sister and my almost charming husband along with my father-in-law and sister-in-law have pushed, pulled and prodded me to do something with my writing besides hiding it under the bed. I started writing when I was ten years old. I read Dave Barry’s interview … Continue reading Afraid

224. Despite all she’d been through, her shoes were still shining

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Despite all she’d been through, her shoes were still shining. Shops had shuttered, society had crumbled and humanity was down to a handful. Yet her black-laced shoes did not have a speck on them. She rested her tired feet on the bus seat in front of her. Around her, silence reigned. The only audible sound was that of her shoes gently… Continue reading 224. Despite all she’d been through, her shoes were still shining

My new addiction

Oh my God, I just finished Jennifer Harlow’s Death Takes a Holiday, what an awesome book. I laughed, I cried, I cheered and grumbled and thoroughly enjoyed this book. I want another one, now! Agent Beatrice Alexander is every girl who worried about her weight or being different. She kicks monster butt and has a really sweet heart. And hot guys, I mean an Irish … Continue reading My new addiction