I signed up for a group run the other day. Never had I done one, and it was the first time I’d heard of it. But it sounded like fun to me. Today was my first day, and naturally, I arrived half an hour early to the beach. At least I could watch as theContinue reading “Flash Fiction #5: Group Run”
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Flash Fiction #4: Trust
So, at my youth group, they had what was called a “180 Hour”, which symbolised how quickly a person’s life could change in that hour. We talked about God, and faith, and trust. We did that exercise where someone would have their arms out in front of them, and the person in front would fallContinue reading “Flash Fiction #4: Trust”
Flash Fiction #3: The Canvas
I stared at the canvas, letting ideas take hold before I brought a brush of colour to it. A tree? A landscape? A cat toppling a glass of water? So many images filled my mind that, though my body said “Jump in and do!” my mind said “Pick one”. I looked at the rectangular palette,Continue reading “Flash Fiction #3: The Canvas”
Flash Fiction #2: Big John
John stared me down. His eyes, bloodshot, and the red seeped into his irises. His teeth grit. By the second, he grew taller, and so did the shadow behind him. Lastly, his skin turned red like a pepper, taking on its shine, too. My stomach churned. But I cleared my throat. “John,” I began, “IContinue reading “Flash Fiction #2: Big John”
Flash Fiction #1: Presence
For once, I had a moment of peace. The zen garden wore off on me today. Since beginning my spiritual journey at the local Buddhist temple, I had done nothing but pull my hair out. The monks assured me this was part of the process, and that I needed to fight through the impatience. MyContinue reading “Flash Fiction #1: Presence”
I was on a Break Again
And tonight, I’ve published my first short story. It took me three hours to write it, with the help of the tarot, and it felt cathartic just letting the story come to me. I don’t like feeling forced to write, and that’s why I’m taking a break from 12M. In fact, you could say I’veContinue reading “I was on a Break Again”
I Printed My Manuscript
You thought I was kidding about writing 2000 words a day? This puppy is about 111 pages, bound by my dear dad, and still, I have not reached the ending of this story. See the bind? It’s wire. Dad punched every single hole chunk by chunk. I would have liked to write for that finalContinue reading “I Printed My Manuscript”
26,000 Reached + Page Update
Today was particularly tricky. I know I’ve made stuff-ups today, and it’s tempting to print out this draft already, but I promised myself I would finish it. All my life, I’ve never finished a project 100%. These are my shoes; this is my chance. But I feel like I’m hitting a wall again, as IContinue reading “26,000 Reached + Page Update”
24,000 Words Reached
I wrote a character so nasty she drove me to drink. Boy, did I pick the right soju to realise I make more typos when tipsy. Perhaps, I’ll do it only on occasion. While I was at it, I started breaking in a tarot deck to use while planning next stages. Going by what IContinue reading “24,000 Words Reached”
20,000 Words Reached
I’m finally halfway to my goal! The new planning trick is working well. It has seriously cut my time in half, and has put all these buzzing ideas onto the page. I don’t feel so bad about what I’m writing, and I have less impostor syndrome regarding my style. I’m more likely to just moveContinue reading “20,000 Words Reached”
Invader Stim Homerpants 