It was a cold night. Thick pillows of snow lay in blankets around campus and the air had a stillness about it, right before it’s going to snow again. The sky was clear, but you could tell more snow was coming. It was only five o’clock, but it felt like midnight because of the still…
Are you a still writer if you don’t write?
Hello friends. So this question has been plaguing me for a few weeks now and I still don’t know how to answer it. Are you still considered a writer if you don’t write? Can you still call yourself a writer if it’s been awhile since you’ve written anything worthwhile? Before everything else, the first word…
Writing it Down
So as many of you know, I’m a writer. And not just in the sense of my profession of being a writer, but more in the fact that I like to write things down. A lot. If you know anything about me, I love notebooks! Some might even say I have an obsession with them….
Review: Finding Audrey
14 year old Audrey is not like other girls. She’s got an anxiety disorder that keeps her at home for the time being, while the world continues to move on around her. Audrey prefers to wear dark sunglasses at all times, even when she’s indoors. She doesn’t like having contact with other people, other than…
These Words
These words flutter helplessly against my lips, clamouring to be let out, to be allowed freedom to escape and soar into the wide, wild, world. To sweetly caress and to kiss. To make statements and to solve arguments. To discuss and to delve deeper into issues. But they remain trapped inside of me. They jangle…