Dismantling Idols
Dismantling Idols The iPhone has a feature on it called Screen Time, which allows users to obtain daily and weekly reports on their phone usage (and other apple screens if one adjusts the settings). Details emerge such as: time spent…
Let’s talk writing.
Let’s talk writing! Let’s do it. Honestly. I’m a writer, this is my blog, and I can do what I want. You’ll find all my life-y stuff here, still, because the days I live are my ever-changing muses. But I…
A New Release
After a summer hiatus, I’m proud to bring you Chasing Kane. It’s a stand alone romance that features some characters you might recognize, though this book truly stands on its own. It was finished in late spring, but with my…
First Words
The very first thing I remember ever writing was a poem in first grade. Please be sweet Please be mine Please be my valentine The girl across the street suggested it, actually. We brainstormed poems for the V-day project…
Where’ve I Been?
I think it’s all gone now. The depression. I was gone, too, but it works in opposition, you see. It’s gone, I’m back, and so on. I need to update some things around here. Like my picture, for one. Lawd….
Poem
I started by writing poetry. I have no idea if that’s “common”, or whatever, amongst writers, but I started in first grade. It’s always come easy to me and I view it as a challenge sometimes … Random words can spur…
Atlantic City and Visions for the Future
I hate tunnels. Whether they’re through a mountain, under water (the absolute worst), or the figurative lesson-learning kind–I hate them. They’re scary and suffocating. I spend time equally between keeping my head down and eyes squeezed shut, and craning my…
This isn’t the end
I can’t do this anymore. I meant to post on New Year’s Day. I wanted to post about my “Better Than Monday” Facebook group, because helping people become their best selves matters to me, and I don’t want people to…
Ugly
I was never asked out on a date in high school. There was one boy who I kissed a couple of times, and a couple of guys I “went out with” who I knew from work or mutual friends, but…
Jesus Freaks II: The Prodigal, Chapter One
Here’s chapter one, folks … (this is unedited) My name is Kennedy Sawyer, and I am Roland Abbot’s daughter. Words I never thought I’d say in front of people I never thought I’d address. Me, a liberal Episcopalian from Connecticut,…