Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 47

1. Red Heart, Ice Mountain is done. What a monster. I finished at 145k words (we're gonna talk about the egregious length in a second) and totally rushed that ending but I JUST WANTED TO GET IT DONE. I've been working on this straight for almost four months. And I really wanted to start working … Continue reading Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 47

Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 46

1. If I see Peter Pan misquoted as saying "to live will be an awfully big adventure" one more time I will actually go banana balls. The quote is incorrect and entirely loses the spirit of the moment and the spirit of Peter Pan himself. The correct version is, "To die will be an awfully … Continue reading Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 46

Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 45

Me reading: ah yes, the trope of the quiet YA protagonist and her bubbly best friend. #SeenIt #SoTypical Me thinking a moment later: Oh wait. I am the trope. I'm the quite person who's closest friends always end up being extroverts. *has existential crisis* 2. Found this gem in my blog post drafts: I come … Continue reading Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 45

Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 44

Dead Man's Curve. The legend. The myth. The moniker. The infamous curve on interstate 90 in Cleveland, OH. While we're all speeding through downtown at 65mph (of course there are those with death wishes hurtling pass at 75mph), suddenly: yellow signs! Lights! 35 mph! Because out of flipping nowhere a curve barely short of 90 … Continue reading Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 44

Saturday Morning Post, Vol 41

Hello 2021. Though I'm writing this in 2020 #timetravel 1. It's Christmas day, and my room is sparkling white. I guess all the white paint and white decorations have paid off, because now with the snow falling in swift fluffy flakes outside, every touch of green and every bit of concrete buried, my room feels … Continue reading Saturday Morning Post, Vol 41

Saturday Morning Post, Vol 40

1. "It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas." December 1st. A snowstorm hits. 6:30 am the sun is still sleeping, but it's unusually bright outside. A familiar brightness that tells of long cold nights and shorter and colder days. Wet snow has covered everything. Orange lampposts and porch lights reflect back in the snow, … Continue reading Saturday Morning Post, Vol 40

Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 39

Another NaNoWriMo won and done and in the bag *brushes off hands*. I finished at 1 am on Thanksgiving, fueled by brownie cheesecake. If lucky, I'm halfway through the novel and intend to continue writing it through December (I had this grand plan at the beginning of NaNo that I would finish it by the … Continue reading Saturday Morning Post, Vol. 39

Saturday Morning Post, Vol 38

*Sits down to write blog. Writes a blog. Hates that blog. Decides to write a new blog. Wants to write something but everything circles back to Covid and no one including herself wants to read any more about that. She needs someone to pull her away from ThredUp before she buys more sweaters* Hullo. "These … Continue reading Saturday Morning Post, Vol 38