weathered things

Hello lovelies! Yes, this isn't posted on Monday, I know. I'm going to be busy over the weekend, and I want to get this out now, so... yeah. Due to the fact that my book is going to be available for purchase soon, I've decided to compile this little post in order to reveal a few things and explain! First off, I want to thank everyone who has supported me and been excited for this release. I'm so excited to finally share Harper's story with you, and I really hope I don't let you down. Before I get into any of the itty-bitty details and before the book releases, I just want to ask you to be honest. If you read it and you like it, let me know! If you didn't--say it nicely, but let me know (I'm pretty much an emotional squishy blob that is hiding beneath a robotic exoskeleton). If you like the book, please, please  share with friends! It means the world to me if you care enough to share it with someone else. Anyways... here we go. For constant ...

On Caroline's blog, she made a thinking tag. Her post was really interesting, so even though I wasn't tagged, I'm gonna do it anyways because it's fun. Alright. My thinking has a very interesting sound. One day it could be "like an engine racing out of control; a rocket tearing itself to bits, trapped on the launch pad" because I've got so many ideas. The next it could be all 'wut r wurds?' So yeah, my mind is very... sporadic. And then there are the days where I'll have planned out a time for working, and when I sit down to write or edit nothing comes, but when I turn the lights off and lay down to sleep it's like Brain:  Hello, Me:  No. Brain:  It's me. Me:  Crap no. Brain:  Everyone give it up for America's FAVORITE FIGHTING FRENCHMAN Me :  Don't. Brain:  I said... everyone give it up for AmERICA'S FAVORITE FIGHTING FRENCHMAN Me:  LAFAYETTE and then it will go from that to a s...

What do we do when the well runs dry? When the rain stops falling, When the brook ceases it's chatter, When the ocean dissipates, What do we do then? Do we dig deeper wells, hoping that some small amount of water will be there? Do we force ourselves to give up and accept the drought? The choice varies for each: Social standing, Personality, Motive, All influence one's decision. But the one common thread is Choice. I've lately been finding that I have been running out of ideas. One of my favorie things to do is come up with story prompts. I have a word document filled with them, filled with ideas and stories that I've only got the first parts to and that I know I'll write one day. Same with blogging. But as time goes by I find myself struggling to come up with new ideas. New prompts don't interest me, I can't think about what to blog... my creative well has run dry. And me, being the person who needs to be working on something a...