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Post #7: When My Characters Ignore Me
There’s a moment in writing when a character stops following the shape you’ve planned. Not dramatically, but quietly through hesitation, resistance, or a line that doesn’t quite land. This entry reflects on how a single scene shifted when something underneath it refused to settle.
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Post #6: My Muse Is a Liar and Other Comforting Truths
I met my muse in a bookstore. She drinks tea, questions everything, and has a habit of pointing out exactly what I’m avoiding. She tells the truth—just not always at the right time.
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Post #5: The Story Had Other Plans
What began as a tidy fantasy with obedient plot points quickly unraveled. Characters rebelled, villains became philosophical, and the story wandered far beyond my outline. Somewhere in that chaos, I realized the uncomfortable truth: sometimes the story knows more than the writer.
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Post #4: From Someday to Manuscript
“Someday” is a comfortable place for a story to live. Safe. Untested. But eventually, I had to choose: keep imagining it—or write it. The moment I began was the moment everything changed.
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Post #3: Love Letters to the Story
I’ve started writing love letters again—not to people, but to stories. To the drafts that haunt and quietly save me. To the characters who resist my plans. Loving a story isn’t about control. It’s about devotion—especially when it refuses to behave.
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Post #2: Reading Calvino While Editing My Book
Reading If on a winter’s night a traveler while editing my own novel reminded me that stories don’t always want to behave. A reflection on Calvino, creative interruption, and what happens when a book teaches you how to keep writing—by refusing to be straightforward.
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Post #1: Writing Discipline, Reimagined
Writing a novel isn’t about sudden inspiration or perfect conditions. It’s about showing up—again and again—with imperfect sentences, stubborn characters, and a blinking cursor. Discipline, I’ve learned, is less about control and more about returning to the story until it finally speaks.
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Jade Vine
As radiant dawn warms the summer skyEcho the song from a waking magpie As dew drops glisten and slowly dissipateAnd the crest of a new morning slowly breaks A lovely young woman lays peaceful in her bedWaking with the sun arching overhead A smile, a kiss and heart-warming embraceIn greeting for this day she must surely face A love so pure for sweet JulianeAs rare and lovely as blooming jade vine A beautiful woman of God’s own designThe rarest of flowers and purely sunshine. Life Series #2 Previous in the series: Driver Next in the series: Woven
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The Kiss
Taken by a symphony of fireOur lips unraveled timeSustained by the breath of our desireA blessing in soulful design Life Series #4 Previous in the series: Woven
