I’m sure by now we all know who Billie Eilish is, whether or not you listen to her music.
She’s not my favorite artist, but I do enjoy her music and I respect her immensely. I also feel bad for all of the trouble she’s faced in her young career.
First she was constantly ridiculed for wearing baggy clothes, which p*sses me off for a number of reasons. The first and foremost being that she was a minor, yet people thought they had a right to her body regardless of her feelings.
She then faced backlash because she did a…
“Tis a fine day for a bag of Cheetos, Cheeto,” Zophiel said, strolling out of the deep shadows of the empty alley, a giant bag of Cheese Puffs in his hands.
“Really?” Chii asked. “That’s the best you can come up with? You can do better.” He didn’t turn around as the angel walked up behind him, but rather kept his eyes forward, his body still and quiet, because lurking in those quiet shadows of the alley was another being. It had been watching Chii for quite a while, uncertain of what to do.
Chii had hoped it would slink…
Jasmine and Jessica peeked through the gaps of the stairwell bannister. The house was dark and quiet with the only sound being the soft murmur of voices coming from their parents room.
They crept down the stairs as quiet as they could, agilely avoiding the three squeaky steps and padding softly across the carpet of the living room to the kitchen.
Jasmine rummaged through the lower cabinets for any leftover snacks she could find. All the good ones were in the high cabinets, but there was no way to move the chair over to get up there without making a…
I know I do. I’ve been gone a long while for lousy reasons but I’ve been spending more and more time on here like I used to, and my social media scrolling has time is slowly disintegrating. (That’s a really good thing.)
I did write about why I left and how lousy it was if you’re interested in that word-vomit.
But since I’ve been back, I’m still seeing a lot of the same stories I was reading when I left over two years ago, and, wait for it, they’re written by the same damn people.
This is how you can…
A few years ago I discovered Medium, and it was a game changer for me. I started out as just a reader and slowly found myself spending more time here than on social media scrolling endlessly through all of the bullshit.
Then I ended up subscribing, not to earn money, but to read all the articles locked behind the paywall. It was an addiction, but compared to the other electronic addictions so many of us have (especially me), it felt like a healthy one. It was so much more wholesome and and full of quality content. So much better than…
Self published fiction authors, I’m talking to you today.
I know how hard it is to be a self published fiction author, and how hard it is to find an agent, or, God forbid, a traditional publisher all on your own. (I still haven’t, but I’m still sending out those query letters.) I definitely know how hard it is to do all of the work yourself and self publish your work on your own.
Writing fiction isn’t the same as writing self-help books or how-to books or learning course books. Those get downloaded like crazy, but it’s just not my…
“What do you do for a living?” They ask.
“Oh I make 3D characters for people to print and paint at home!” I say.
“Oh my god that’s so cool! I don’t understand it though …” They reply.
This statement is true, yet false.
Do I make 3D characters for people to print at home for their hobbies and tabletop games? Yes.
Is it my main job? Well, yes and no. See, it should be my main job. …
Oh boy, it’s already May of 2021 and I just realized that I’ve barely touched this platform since the end of 2019.
I wrote 2 stories during 2020 and that was it. I’ve barely been on to even read other’s stories, and that had been a mild (massive) obsession that had overtaken my social media addiction by a landslide after I discovered Medium.
Despite not being active on the platform, my past stories have proven adequate enough to pay about double my membership, so it’s still been in the green while I’ve been scrolling aimlessly on tik tok like an…
It’s that time of year again! Pumpkin spice lattes are out, and gingerbread lattes are in.
My stupid ‘Writer at Work’ stickers in my Redbubble shop that I made 7 years ago are selling like hotcakes.
Cafes are full of people pecking away on their computers and as I look out among them I can only wonder how many are working on their NaNoWriMo manuscripts, and I hope a lot of them are.
My social feeds are full of people encouraging one another to push harder and more sharing their word counts and story plots and ‘should my character do…
You read that right. I just launched my first Kickstarter with a goal of $1000, and it not only hit that goal in 2 hours, it then doubled before 24 hours was up.
Let me set the scene for you, walk with me. Pretend you’re me, a struggling artist and writer, living paycheck to paycheck, grinding it out in casual and part-time jobs while trying to land that one full-time dream job. …