In Which I Return to the Land of the Writers

Last march I was working on a story. I really liked it, felt connected to it, but there was something missing. Something just wasn’t quite clicking. I was excited by the idea but there was conflict missing from the narrative. So inevitably, another idea took, an idea that has captured my brain since my angsty … Continue reading

In Which There Are New Ideas Brewing

She came to me two days ago. She was unusually beautiful – covered in tattoos and possessing a devil-may-care attitude, she woke me up early in the morning and let me know she’d arrived. Her name is Violet. She knows who she is, or at least it appears to everyone around her that she does. … Continue reading