Hello, friends. As we all know, it's just about time for the new year, which means it's also time to get our hopes and dreams up and watch them perish slowly over the next 365 days. I'm talking about New Years' Resolutions. In my discussion of the subject, I'm going to mention something that I …
2016 has been quite a year. Globally, nationally, and personally, we've all experienced our fair share of chaos. For me, this was my first semester of college. I was introduced to a new school in a new city, with no familiar friends or family in the area. Aside from briefly talking to my roommate over …
At present, I'm in an Intro to Short Story class, and it's become one of my favorites this semester. One of the best aspects of the class is critique workshops. Every few weeks, we write a short story. Everyone reads each other's stories and we go over about four at a time. Now, regardless of …
Hello, friends. I had been planning on coming home from college over Columbus Day weekend so I could visit my family for my mom's birthday. I was not anticipating having to leave campus in the middle of the week due to an oncoming hurricane. On Wednesday morning, the students received an email saying classes would …
Instinct is one of the most valuable tools a writer has. If you've ever been writing and just felt an unsettling sense of wrongness, it's likely your instinct kicking in to tell you there's something wrong with the story. Sometimes this feeling is so uncomfortable that you feel less motivated to write because of it. …
"The English major is a sinking ship, and it is my job to hand you a life preserver." During my first week of college orientation, I found myself going to session after session, meeting teachers or counselors, my future classmates or future professors. The last of these was a department meeting, which meant I had to …
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A life update (and apology).
It had been weeks. Weeks of silence. Days filled those weeks, hours droned out those days, minutes ticked by in the hours. Seconds, dreaded seconds pattered the minutes, like raindrops that fall just too hard and feel like a strike when they hit. Each second was that moment when you slip and start to …
She was trying not to look at the crown but her eyes were too drawn to it. It's jeweled embroidery crept into the corners of her thoughts, seeping into her consciousness. She cast several glances at it, but a snap from the maid about keeping her head straight shook her gaze forward for the rest of the …
Hello, friends! I'm starting to realize having a structured plan just might not work for me. I intended to do prompts on Mondays, tips on Wednesdays, and editorial/opinion type things on Fridays. I intend on keeping the prompts just for the sake of having some organization in my life. But aside from that, I …
Jayda Louise 