Words can cut deeper than any blade. Words can punch right through any armor, right to your very soul, much easier than any bullet. Words can ruin your day faster than any bad weather or traffic jam. Words can also … Continue reading →

Writing has always been my first choice. It is my escape, my celebration, my expression. On a good day, I write about triumphs and heroics. On a bad day, I write about pain, strife, and a hero’s undoing.   The … Continue reading →

Why do authors make characters suffer? Is it because they don’t like the character? Or because they need for there to be some conflict, or there won’t be a story? Or because the author is a sadistic, evil person who … Continue reading →

In sixth grade, I was the new kid in town. I didn’t know anybody. And when a girl from my Language Arts class told me I could sit at her lunch table that first day, I couldn’t help doing what … Continue reading →