Before reading, see: Prologue//Flashback: Maddy's Disclaimer: This is a revised version of chapter one! I workshopped the hell out of it in one of my classes this semester, so I thought I'd update it here too. Thanks for reading! I hope you guys like these characters just as much as I do and that this... Continue Reading →
I could still hear my mom yelling at me from the kitchen, Maddy! Come clear these tables, please! It was the early dinner lunch rush at the diner, so it was packed as usual. Every afternoon after school, I’d start my shift at Maddy’s, and every afternoon I got picked on over the fact I... Continue Reading →
07/20/2018 I've published 49 things over the span of four years. That's it. 49. Well, now there will be 50. What started out as a basic journal, has turned into a plethora of things. Projects from school, NoWriSum (which I inevitably quit), and various other writings. So, what about this deems me as a writer?... Continue Reading →
Click-clack-click, click-clack-click, are the sounds of the keyboards' keys beneath my fingertips as I type out this writing log. Ah yes, we're in the world of digitally typed up manuscripts, roughly written down notes, and the inconsistent savior we call auto-correct. The simplicity of typing gives us such ease that we almost forget how nostalgic... Continue Reading →
From the time I learned how to read, I’ve always read fiction. I could get lost in Wonderland or Hogwarts, just by opening up a book. The simple stumble into a couple hundred pages could result in many hours, or even days, spent entwined in the content between the cover pages. Yet, one of the... Continue Reading →
A creative non-fiction essay about one of the best nights of my life.
Ten 6-word memoirs that I created Spring semester 2018 for my intro to writing and digital studies class.
In this blog, I'm going to discuss a Creative Non-Fiction piece and answer a few questions. This piece, in particular, caught my eye because of the name and the hook the author wrote in the beginning. The following is a link to the piece itself by Jane Bernstein: CNF Inspiration Piece: The Marrying Kind Summary: The... Continue Reading →
When we were young, we were so innocent. We had the ability to imagine anything. Sure, I grew up with body books, knowing where babies actually came from, but that didn't make me any less of a kid; it just made me more educated. "They come from the uterus, not your stomach," said Kindergarten me... Continue Reading →
Writing is an art. As Lakoff and Johnson state in Metaphors We Live By, life, in general, is a concept. It's a concept that we cannot understand because it is not obvious (Lakoff). However, it's up to us on how we choose to live that concept. Sure, it's easy to dissect and evaluate your own life,... Continue Reading →
Keeping Up With a Skillings 