Character Building Stuff

  What is 'character'? We're obsessed with building it, developing it, downright finding it. Or at least I am. Yet it was only today that I truly asked myself what I believe character to be.   As a writer, I am fixated upon imagining up characters that are the right mixture of complex, intriguing and… Continue reading Character Building Stuff

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Unpublished Whispers #2 – Distance Between Us 

(This is the beginning of my new series, Unpublished Whispers, which  I'm going to start where I publish the snippets of books I've started and never finished, and likely never will. They will all be short and sweet, for the aim of expressing the main themes I adore writing I hope you enjoy!) The Distance… Continue reading Unpublished Whispers #2 – Distance Between Us 

Unpublished Whispers #1 – Beating Your Chest

(This is the beginning of my new series, Unpublished Whispers, which  I'm going to start where I publish the snippets of books I've started and never finished, and likely never will. They will all be short and sweet, for the aim of expressing the main themes I adore writing I hope you enjoy!) Beating Your… Continue reading Unpublished Whispers #1 – Beating Your Chest

An Open Letter to My Teenage Self

Hello there, I sat down to write this piece knowing it would be difficult. But as always, I wanted to all the same in the hopes of realizing some personal wisdoms. That’s the best case scenario. In any case, I can only hope the words will come out as I want them to, and if not,… Continue reading An Open Letter to My Teenage Self

Branding My Skin With Fear – Literary Agents

Hey guys, I hope you're all well. As always, Jen here. In February, I started this blog to write solely about the writing journey as an aspiring author. I was planning on being consistent, succinct and honest. Instead, I evolved this blog to become something entirely different. Whether that choice was conscious or unconscious I… Continue reading Branding My Skin With Fear – Literary Agents

Poem: The Direction Lord

The Direction Lord The Direction Lord was a compass My compass (Right?) I should follow Direction Lord All the way to Amethyst Sun My new home   After all, he knows why my suns Shine, Rise And sing His specialty is when my scars need a Gauze of inescapable, Tight-fisted love   He made me… Continue reading Poem: The Direction Lord

Poem Three: Sunward Climber

Sunward Climber Hidden in Lake Erie Weak and weary A glitter pixie who sings Shakes her crinkle wings And says; ‘Down by the willow, deep like a pillow, Children cry for chivalry, oh so blissfully, And wait.” Pretty pixie was once a girly-wurly With no help in her flurry - Dust shimmers As she looks… Continue reading Poem Three: Sunward Climber

Poem One: The Juggler

The Juggler One step, two steps, tickly under there The old rhyme bounced around the cellar. The Juggler was hidden in the dust, watching - The mother of the house was a singer, you see. That was before her mouth was caught in an O Cheeks like cracked paint, eyes bloodshot with inky evil A… Continue reading Poem One: The Juggler