A brief description of why I chose this particular craft, and why I decided to major in it.
Anyone Can Be a Writer
Meeting Chuck Palahniuk
Way back in 2013, when my husband and I first got together, he introduced me to Fight Club, which led to an almost immediate obsession with the man behind it: Charles (Chuck) Michael Palahniuk. As someone who's obsessed with psychological movies with crazy twists, it was only natural that I wanted to find out more about the... Continue Reading →
To anyone who'll read this, I'm sitting here next to my bookcase full of unread books, looking up and down at it while the inevitable looms in the back of my mind. It's no wonder I have anxiety. There's not enough time. Not enough time to play all of the video games all the way... Continue Reading →
Catharsis
Why do we do it? Why do we put ourselves through things like catharsis just so we can feel? We deliberately listen to songs that hurt us. Songs that remind us of pain from our past, songs that we listened to when we were with someone we no longer talk to. It isn't just music... Continue Reading →
It’s Okay.
It's okay to be sad. It's okay to let your guard down once in a while and to just wallow in your emotions. It's okay to express how you feel. It's all okay. Because you're human. Hi, I'm not sure if you've read my resolution post for 2018 yet aptly named The Year(s) of Growth, but if... Continue Reading →
Never. Stop. Creating.
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 →
November 12, 2014
A creative non-fiction essay about one of the best nights of my life.
Childhood Imagination
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 →
Click-clack-click. Click-clack-click. Recently I've acquired a QwerkywriterS and it has given me such nostalgia. For those of you who don't know, it's a typewriter-inspired mechanical Bluetooth keyboard. Sounds complicated, right? Well, it isn't. Also, I realize the irony of me not using typewriters in my youth (considering I'm only 21-years-old and typewriters were around in... Continue Reading →
Another blog post where I expose my vulnerability in order to put my resolutions out there.
Keeping Up With a Skillings 