The end of summer is rapidly approaching and I am worn out. Summer isn't really a restful time for me, like many teachers I try and squeeze too much into the school free days. There is really never enough time to do everything. Over planning and underfunded mean that most of my school free days …
I Will Hold My Death Close by Stant Litore Available for pre-order on Amazon for your Kindle Circa 1120 BC - Israel - The story is based loosely on the events of Judges 11 where Jephthah (Yeptha) promises to sacrifice the first thing he sees upon his return home for victory over his enemies. The first …
Life has a way of complicating and un-winding itself all at once, which way it goes is up to the user. Sometimes a day goes both ways at once. This summer, I have been struggling to finish my first book, make enough money to pay my bills, complete multiple on-line classes and work on other …
A writer's mind can't be contained in a meme. Successful writers share some traits with unsuccessful writers. What makes one successful and the other not could be a matter of skill or it could just be luck. Writing remains both a skill and an art form. It is taming madness. It bring chaos to a …
Where should my efforts go? A month into summer and I am still working on three different stories at once. I write pieces everyday and try my best to map them out so I know where things are going. I fret about not having the discipline to finish a full length novel. I worry that …
There are always people who will make it work and those who will make excuses. A witless quote loving person might say in order to inspire others. The world is full of false inspiration wrapped in idol hope. Everywhere solutions promise to be the last one that you will ever need. But need and want are …
The Counter The sound of something crashing, even something small, echoed in the main atrium of the department store. Mindy had only walked away from the makeover for a moment to help a young woman. In that hair of a second, the customer had taken it upon herself to add some eye-shadow to the areas …
He was trying to absorb some of the hope offer by the sun as it reached through the trees into the darkness of the urban park. His head bend to all the way to clasped hands, eyes closed, pleading for something to change. Pleading for a miracle. Just had he had every other morning since …
Every Sunday from now until September, I am schedule to work at my second job. Two nights a week, I teach at night and don't see my home until nearly nine at night. My life for the next month will continue to contain one day off a week and very little time that isn't spoken …
Every Sunday between now and September I will be sitting at desk for eight and a half hours. Eight and a half hours of potential writing time if I can multi-task. A dream come true for a lot of writers even if the price is talking to tourists; people who's IQ seems to drop …
Lucinda Rose 