Monthly Archives: March 2019

Spoilers!

This week I tried to read a book called The Eighty-Dollar Champion by Elizbeth Letts. I got to page 137 before I decided I just couldn’t read it anymore. I am grateful Harry tried to save Snowman from slaughter and I get that in the great depression horses were still being used to help people earn aContinue reading “A Book that I Couldn’t Finish”

At first, finding the motivation to write constantly was hard. I found myself to be too busy, too tired, or I just didn’t feel like it. I didn’t know what to do to get that push that I needed. Now its gotten easier, I have been posting weekly, reading other posts I find interesting and writing onContinue reading “Motivation”

Sometimes letting your thoughts incubate, is better than pushing yourself.

I trimmed the roses of the vines twisting to on black metal structures that were just as beautiful as the flowers. I was careful to make sure the thorns never pricked my skin. The sun beamed down on me as I walked the stone path back into my house. The strawberries grew well under theContinue reading “Writing Wednesday: Prompt 17”

Time isn’t really set, There are fast days, There are slow days. There are days that we wish would go on forever, And days we wish we could just forget.

I’m excited to announce that I’ve finally finished The Lunar Chronicles series. I understand that there are other stories like The Fairest and Stars Above. However, the main story was fit into the first four books so I will say that I’m finished with the series -for now. I’m happy to meet the newest member of Cinder’s rebel crew: Winter. When theContinue reading “Winter: Book Review”

My family has used fear to control me for quite some time. I must fear God and not question anything he says. I must remain dependent on them for another decade because I’m not making enough money even though I’ve gotten a better job that could sustain me. What they have taught has me made feel likeContinue reading “Fear”

Life can be hard, but you have to keep trying. 

We sat in the corner of our classroom, our teacher, Miss George, was giving us a lecture on history that made me want to fall asleep. It was hard, watching her lips move while I wrote stuff down without looking at it, but I’ve gotten better at it. The students in front of me askedContinue reading “Writing Wednesday: Prompt 16”