I interrupt this regularly scheduled broadcast to introduce myself and my story Catching Time. I thought it was finally time to explain what is going on here and what my intention has been for updating my blog. Thank you for reading, y’know if you’ve actually been reading or are stumbling across my blog for the first time.Continue reading “Catching Up With The Author”
I’m sure you know this, but It is the start of August, and lockdown is still underway for most of us.
The new normal feels strange. That is if you’re still stuck at home in quarantine with no end in sight. It feels as though the beginning of the year was another lifetime ago and that your immediate surroundings are the only place you have ever known. On the other hand, this could be the first time you’ve ever slowed down and finally had the chance to look around at your surroundings.
Like it or not, the world has come to a halt, and after everything that has gone on in the last several months, I can’t believe I’m going to stop and talk to you guys about plants.
Creating a pleasant environment to live in a while in a not so friendly world can help with unease and anxiety as the months continue. Gardening has helped me so, I hope that others get something out of it too.Continue reading “When Quarantine Has You Feeling Blue Add Some Green”
What Avery had done minutes ago wasn’t subtle. She had given Sierra a choice, and in the process, she had given up on her orders. Now, what will Sierra choose? Find out in the next chapter of Catching Time!Continue reading “Catching Time: Chapter 15”
Hear me out. Maybe, you should pick up a pen and leave your laptop on the charger for a day. It’s time to imagine you are some fancy writer from the 1800s with an endless amount of free time and a storybook life. I know, it’s simple to just pick up a pen that the majority of us don’t even think about it. Writing by hand is a habit that’s worth picking up again.Continue reading “The Lost Art of Writing by Hand”
In the passenger seat as the rain trickled down, Sierra had forgotten when and where Avery had come from, she looked so ordinary in this moment. Everything felt right but nothing about this situation was actually right. There was something shimmering under the surface of Sierra’s subconscious but what could it be? Find out in the next chapter of Catching Time!Continue reading “Catching Time: Chapter 14”
Sierra was like Dr. Fabre once. She was nieve. Dr. Fabre knew the truth. So, what is Dr. Fabre planning and what does she really know? Could she be the one responsible for Sierra’s fate? Find out in the next chapter of Catching Time!Continue reading “Catching Time: Chapter 13”
Sierra shivered where she was standing as she looked out into the night. She was no longer in the motel room. Someone set them on this path but Sierra has no idea who. They were destined to meet but she couldn’t figure out their connection. Why was she drawn to Avery? Find out in the next chapter of Catching Time!Continue reading “Catching Time: Chapter 12”
Sierra had her hands on the wheel and her foot on the break. Cars were passing by on the road and honking at them as strangers watched the scene unfold. Who is going to win in this standoff? Will Avery be able to finally arrest Sierra or will history repeat itself? Find out in the next chapter of Catching Time!Continue reading “Catching Time: Chapter 11”
Well, it’s almost the end of November (crazy right?) and I bet you’ve heard the word NaNoWriMo. That means it’s National Novel Writing Month.Continue reading “5 Reasons Why I’m Writing a Novel but Not for NaNoWriMo”
It’s official, Sierra made it out alive after escaping Dr. Fabre’s lab. With no plan and a gunshot wound, she is on the run. Nothing had gone according to plan but she’s at her target destination. It seems like 1994 is exactly as she remembers it. But is Sierra actually safe? Find out in the next chapter of Catching Time!Continue reading “Catching Time: Chapter 10”
Okay, this journey as a creator sucks. I’m sure you know this if you’re a writer or any type of artist. We all need that little sliver of dopamine from a job well done. Just that little edge of feel-good juice from someone acknowledging that our work is good. Most of the time, as an artist or writer, you just don’t get that.