An unusually chatty post featuring a potentially endangered brood of moorhens, the Irish Referendum results, the Duck Principle, and some odds and sods about writing and platform building. Not one you want to miss. … More Odds and Sods
Finishing your first draft is a highly emotional experience. Many people think that it is the end of writing a book but I’m afraid it is only the beginning… … More 27 Things Writers Think After Finishing Their First Draft
Poetry is not my forte. But my single stroke of genius came in a traffic jam when I was eleven years old, resulting in this epic ballad about When Tiger Woods Hit a Golf Ball and it Got Stuck Up My Nose. … More The Peak of My Poetry Career
Picking up from where the last post left off, I ramble a little before making the decision whether it’s time to abandon writing at last. … More What on Earth Happened to January? (part two)
January was a long, bizarre, intense kind of month. It always is, I don’t know why this still surprises me at round twenty-three. Perhaps it’s because, with a year in between, it’s easy to forget. First things first, I have been writing this past month, despite low energy and motivation. What matters is that (apart from … More What on Earth Happened to January?
After all this time, I finally answer some questions about The WIP That Has No Name. … More Questions on The Book
Lecrae’s recent decision to walk away from ‘white evangelicalism’ suggests that the church is beginning to swallow the poison of intersectionality. But we’re to love each other as Christ commanded and gospel loving never leads to ecclesiastical apartheid. Here’s some thoughts from a privileged white girl.
… More Knock-Off Shoes, Mocha Kids, and Intersectional Disunity
They say that it’s because you were born inside the wrong body, that you can’t help it. They say that it’s brave for you to try to fix that problem, that you should be true to yourself. They say that embracing these feelings will make things so much better for you. That this won’t hurt … More About a Girl
Because what fun would life be if it was actually easy? … More 21 Writer Problems
I don’t want to play the victim nor the pity card and I don’t care to draw moralistic lessons about forgiveness, suffering, or justice. I write this only because I cannot keep ignoring it. Quite simply, it is time to acknowledge out loud that it happened and it hurt.
Because it did. … More And That’s My Story.