Welcome to the 4th short story in my On the Ceiling series! (Update: individual OTC stories are no longer available, but you can download them all in a single PDF collection on my OTC site.) For a snippet of the story, continue reading below. I had my eyes on the ceiling as if I believed it… Continue reading Kuukua and the Sliding Sneakers
LOL. I'm stressed. This is probably something that I should keep quiet because if you haven't noticed, you don't need to know... But this is becoming really funny. Editing. Really. Dey. Hia. Yet, it's hard to spot the kinds of mistakes you aren't looking for. You're classically looking for typos, grammatical errors, text alignment and… Continue reading Don’t Give Your Characters Birthmarks. And, announcing the next story.
Yo. Life is hard. (Definitely not the first time I’m opening a blog post with this. Maybe I should make this my official sign-in. Sigh.) This summer, I made what I truly consider one of the worst decisions I’ve ever made in my life. I’m so used to my stress being an effect of circumstances… Continue reading Summer ’17 Lessons/Lowlights 😦
I should be more intentional about documenting my life through photographs. I always say I'll try but then I don't know what happens. 😦 The summer of 2017 has been nowhere near as lit as it was last year. This summer, I did not get to go to Ghana, which is very sad, but also not that sad,… Continue reading Akotz’ Summer Highlights 2017
I lost my voice. But I haven’t lost my thoughts, and that's what's frustrating me the most about having to be silent. At the time I am writing this, I have been under the curse of a flue for about a week now. It began with a sore throat, and that quickly progressed into a… Continue reading I Lost My Voice – written on 9th August 2017 (an honest journal entry)
Author: Cornelia Funke Sometimes, I get very inconsequential thoughts like, “Ah, I’m too old to be reading this stuff.” I know how to rationalize it, of course: I read children’s fantasy because I hope to one day become an author of children’s fantasy. This, while true, is only a corollary of the truer reason I… Continue reading My Thoughts: Reckless
As I stand on the edge of this precipice, I know I am in no danger – yet, every cell of my body is telling me that I am about to die. My mind is still not strong enough to tell my body to be quiet. I, of all people, should not have this problem,… Continue reading Dive (flash fiction)