Turning tragedy into timeless romance.
Another publication! "When the Clock Stops," a dark story exploring Victorian superstitions about death, appeared in Ariel Chart on November 1, 2018. I wrote this story in three quick days, and it took an extra week to edit. It's shorter than all my other published stories, but it still evokes all the themes of my writing: history,... Continue Reading →
Sorry for the long silence! Life has been busy with two of my cousins getting married in the last month, a few concerts, and designing my she-shed. Side note: I finally get my own study! Complete with a large writing desk, bookshelves, and old maps. It's still in the process, but I'll share pictures when... Continue Reading →
I'm proud to say "Our Dance," a dark love story, appeared in the August 2018 issue of Scarlet Leaf Review. It has taken two years to find a home for this story, which has always remained close to my heart, and I can't believe I finally have the opportunity to share it with readers. Scarlet Leaf... Continue Reading →
Today’s society might think of Victorians as staunch followers of etiquette and formalities, with a straight-laced attitude and overzealous attitude towards Christian religion. However, the Victorians are more dynamic than this modern day perception. The Victorians were surrounded by superstitions in their daily lives, adding an extra layer to an otherwise “stuffy” time period. Most... Continue Reading →
Let me start this blog post by saying I hate heights. I hate flying. I hate when an airplane torpedoes into the sky. I sat in a cramped seat in economy, gripping the arms of my chair, feeling like my skin was about to shed from my bones. I was shaking, I was hyperventilating. But Ireland... Continue Reading →
Recently, I finished writing a short story, titled "Rose Without A Thorn," about one of King Henry VIII's lesser known wives, Catherine Howard. Henry admiringly called his wife his "rose without a thorn," but this wasn't the case. Catherine possessed many thorns, sprouting from the stem of her past. It only took Henry fourteen months... Continue Reading →
My first publication. My pride in this achievement has no boundaries, because the art of writing is difficult. From putting words to a page to publication. Each of the steps requires endless dedication and belief in yourself as a writer. It's moments like these that glimmer in a writer's memory to chase away self-doubt and... Continue Reading →
Every writer suffers from periods of doubt. Voices whisper in the writer's ear asking questions that can't be brushed aside. Will my work standout? I know I'm a good writer, but will anyone else see that? Are my stories enough? These questions can cripple any aspiring writer before the pen touches the page. Why should... Continue Reading →
This week's writing adventures have been limited as I prepare for my graduation. I started to work on a new short story, inspired by Madeleine Smith and her poisoning her lover with arsenic laced cocoa. I have written two thousand words in the story, but I am uncertain about the tone and direction. I was... Continue Reading →
