On Studying Writing

“If you want to be a writer – read things.” I’ve had this advice thrown on me countless times, either by people or from articles and blogs that I have read. However, it should have been more specific – or rather, I should have interpreted the advice more specifically. If you want to be a […]

Nothing

The afternoon was quiet except for the faint chirping of cicadas hidden within the nearby trees. Jack has been sitting on his porch for half an hour already, staring out into nothing in particular. He could hear nothing but the chirping of the cicadas. A group of children passed, laughing loudly. To Jack, however, they […]

Doubts

I found that one of a writer’s worst enemies is himself. It can be very paralyzing when working to make a manuscript, or typing out a story, or even attempting to craft a post when your mind is plagued with doubts. “Is it good enough? Will it be appreciated? Will it be received well?” I, […]

Blink

The blinking cursor at my screen is clamoring for me to craft words out of thin air. It seems easy enough… my fingers tap at the keyboard and words began appearing on my screen in front of me. “A story…” that’s what the empty screen is begging me to tell. “I would, if I could,” […]

How to Write Action Scenes in First Person

Writing in first person can be a unique an interesting experience for a writer. It allows you to get inside the head of your main character, and experience the fictitious world you have set them in through their eyes. However, there are certain considerations you have to make when writing in first person, particularly when […]

Plans and More Plans

It’s amazing how ideas for writing can come from almost anywhere. Thanks to a writing prompt, I was able to write a story which I can build a world on. It’s not much, but it’s a start. (See: The Sacrifice). I have tentatively named everything “Frost Teeth.” There are a lot of things I need […]

The Sacrifice

  This prompt is in participation of Myths of the Mirror’s writing prompt.   There used to be more of us… The frigid temperature of the North was unforgiving. More than half of our party succumbed to the cold. They fell asleep and never woke up. There was only nineteen of us now. We were […]