There must come a point when it does, when the circumstances pressing down upon us make the decision for us, regardless of what we would choose otherwise. Basic choices that start us out on our journey of life are not ours to make. I cannot decide where I was born or to whom. I cannot... Continue Reading →
Exploring Personal Responsibility Through a Fictional Lens
Much of my writing has to do with personal choice. I believe that we are responsible for our own lives and admit I have little patience for those who live otherwise. Not because I think they are less, I don't, but because there is so much wasted potential in their lives by letting external forces... Continue Reading →
Stories As Proof of Hope
Most fiction is about individuals dealing with their misery. After all, you have to have conflict in order to have a story. The characters spend the story figuring out how to escape being miserable in their lives, either by an inner revelation or through an external circumstance. It's the reason we read fiction—to see how... Continue Reading →
From Fallow to Fertile, Writing With the Seasons
Spring doesn’t just bring flowers to my garden—it brings my stories to my mind. Stories that have lain dormant for a long time, perhaps for just the winter, or perhaps for more than just a season or two. But this spring, thank goodness, the quickening of life also quickened the creativity in my subconscious. Sometimes,... Continue Reading →