Hello, friends! So 2018 ended a hot minute ago, meaning 2019 also started a hot minute ago. In all honesty, I intended to talk about my winter break and the start of the new year over a month ago, but clearly that didn't happen. Instead, I'll just brief you on what's been going on. academic …
Continue reading Already February?: Starting 2019 & Ending 2018
Hello, friends! Just a couple of weeks ago, I entered my second year of college. Once again, I packed my bags, patted my dog goodbye, and returned to St. Augustine to attend classes at Flagler. This year, things are different. I know where I am and who I'm with. I have an idea of how …
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 …
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 …
Continue reading Why Writers are Made for World Denomination
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 …
"Play it again," she begged. "I just played it three times," her sister protested. The younger one pleaded again, this time with her eyes. "You play it," her sister told her. "I don't know how." "Sure you do." The older sister picked the other's hands up and placed them on the piano. "You just follow …
Jayda Louise 