NaNoWriMo has started!
It’s November first so that means that NaNoWriMo has officially started! I’m scared and ecstatic at the same time. Wondering how many words I can get in everyday. I want to push myself but not over my limits so I’ll only be writing in the evenings until it’s time for bed and during the weekend.
A Neurodivergent Guide to NaNoWriMo
I thought why not make my own NaNoWriMo guide; one specifically tailored for me. A guide for all my neurodivergent people out there who really struggle with deadlines and always feel like there are not enough hours in a day. And not to overwhelm anyone, including myself, this guide is comprised of only 3 objectives.…
Writing from a picture
I don’t know about you but I love it when the ground is covered in a blanket of fog. It doesn’t matter to me how cold it is or if I’m running late. When I am met with a view of mist kissing the ground on early mornings, with the sun barely making it over…
The end of Letters to September
I did it! I wrote 30 pieces of short stories, poetry and flash fiction in the month of September and I leaned a great deal about myself and my writing during the process. And I know this post might be a little late since it’s already the 5th of October, but I have my reasons…
Prompt: Don’t let this be goodbye // Letters to September – 30
You’re coming to a close, it’s been a wild one this September. We’ve been through so much together. Made new memories, started new projects, made new connections, and discovered deep secrets about ourselves. I’m going to miss you when you’re gone but I know that you cannot stay. Changing times and falling leaves on rainy…
Prompt: Slow me down // Letters to September – 29
It feels like I’m always rushing and racing and running in circles. I’m moving too fast in this live, forgetting my purpose. Alone in the car the blur of the traffic is sending me spinning. But it feels like I’m getting nowhere. My head and my heart are colliding, my feelings and thoughts chaotic. The…
Prompt: My heart on repeat // Letters to September – 28
I find myself again spiralling out of control. Holding on to broken pieces, forgetting how to fly. Dreaming about meadows at the break of dawn with a soft blanket of mist hovering above the ground. Hugging the tree line at the far back with the early soft streaks of the sun barely shining through.
Prompt: Fireplace // Letters to September – 25
Fall has finally arrived in full. The air now holds a sharpness to it, wrapped ever so slightly in cold. The streets glow with orange hues of crispy leaves, like a blanket covering the floor. The warm smell of spices and pumpkin fields hangs all around us. The sun sets with an eagerness of young…
Prompt: Queen of my own castle // Letters to September – 24
You can’t hurt me no more.I won’t fall for your lies or hear your twisted words.I’m not the same person as when I left you behind.I don’t believe your excuses or let you play with my mind. The girl that I was, was how you formed me to be.I see right through your facade, now…