Should you announce when life is treating you well or will that just wake it up and make it want to prank you?
From making tea, applying face-masks, to actually doing the dishes, here are things my mind makes me do instead of write.
I’m a sucker for quotes (get-them-tattooed-on-my-body-and-regret-them-later type sucker).
While trying to come up with one good wedding proposal for my book, I came up with 10 crap ones.
I wish I wasn’t so addicted to my phone (writing this on my actual phone and copy/pasting for Twitter).
One way to avoid writer’s block is to use up every single piece of life, no scraps left behind, and put it down on paper.
I love books in an I-will-break-down-crying-in-this-bookstore-because-I-can’t-buy-all-the-books kind of way.
Sometimes things get in the way of writing… Like kittens, for instance.
The title of this post would make a wonderful book title, would it not?
Is a happy, happy-go-lucky, bubbly, lovable main character just too… easy?