I was trying to write something original earlier. I had an idea at work that I wanted to get on paper. Sadly, I had a hard time developing a story. I always come up with characters without storylines. It's irritating at times.
I was inspired enough to write an article today! I'm so proud of myself. Just gotta find a place to pitch to.
I need to write more. I've read about other writers that have set writing times each day. Some specific amount of time each day to put words on the page. I feel like this would work out well for me. The only issue is finding the time. I already get up pretty early for work. … Continue reading Day 329: Late-Nighter
Today, i had an idea for a fairy tale. I may actually write something down. It'd also be cool if I actually wrote my modern reimagining of classic myths and fairy tales. That would be great. Wish i knew an artist to collab with.
It's been really difficult to do any creative writing done. Either my feelings or my workload get in the way and I can't manage to get anything down on paper. My inability to write has, in turn, made me feel worse... Stupid cyclical mental illness. I'm starting The Spoken Black Girl Journal to Healing Challenge soon. … Continue reading Day 297: Slumped
Today I woke up with an odd feeling. Something like disconnectedness. I don't think that's really a word, but I'm going with it. I could tell my depression wanted to act up today. A person shouldn't wake up and immediately want to cry. That's never okay. There are things in my life that make me … Continue reading Day 284: Forced Perspective
I'm good at school. I've always been an amazing student and have become a wonderful educator. I just wrote a beautiful paper for my collective behavior class. It felt really good to put together and I sounded like I knew exactly what I was talking about. Stats, quotes, personal opinions, the whole nine. It's beautiful. … Continue reading Day 278: Academia
I've wanted to be a writer my whole life. Sure, I've had other career plans; cowboy, pharmacist, archer, etc. but I've wanted to write consistently the entire time. I even wanted to major in journalism when I started college. (Goodness, that feels forever ago now.) This online thing is nice, but nothing beats pen and … Continue reading Day 191: Blank Pages