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Continue reading →: Deleted Scene
Hey everyone! Today I am going to share with you the first scene I had ever written for the novel, the one that came to my head as I read of snotsicles. This scene, unfortunately, never made it into the book as my husband insisted that it was far too…
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Continue reading →: Happy Thanksgiving!
Thanksgiving is here and I find myself reflecting on the importance of gratitude in my life. This year has been a whirlwind of emotions, challenges, and growth, and through it all, writing has been my constant companion. This Thanksgiving, I am thankful for the support of my readers, friends, and…
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Continue reading →: The Darkest Depths Chapter 12
Trigger Warning: This novel contains references to sexual assault and mental health disorders. Reader discretion is advised. If you’re new to the story or need a refresher, you can catch up on the beginning of the novel here: Beginning of the Story Missed the last chapter ? No problem! You…
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Continue reading →: He Isn’t You
You round a corner and I jump or cowerA taste of fear, bracing for a strike of powerBut you’re not himAnd he is not youYet my heart still trembles, the past’s shadow in view You smile gently, call my face a delight,Hold open doors, a true diplomat in sight.But you’re…
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Continue reading →: The Art of Personal Chaos
I always tell people that I don’t like poetry. However, when it comes time for me to process feelings swirling through my head, I always gravitate toward writing poems. Weird, right? Poetry typically makes my head hurt. There are rhymes and stanzas and a beat to follow. And I can’t…
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Continue reading →: But I Never Said No
Trigger Warning: This novel contains references to sexual assault and uses mature language. Reader discretion is advised. His hands wandered across my skin,Dead set on committing a sin.It felt like spiders crawling,And I felt like bawling.But I didn’t say no,Even though I never said go.So is it my fault that…
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Continue reading →: Why I Write
When I was younger, I was very shy. Like so shy to the point that others had to order at a restaurant for me. I remember the one time I had gotten the courage to order myself, I spoke too softly, and the waitress leaned in, and I recoiled in…