August TBR List

As a kid and teen, I was a fast reader and could knock out lengthy books in a week or two. Now that I’m an adult, I seem to struggle to read even one title in a month. So for now, these lists will feature three or four books. But I hope over time, I’ll be able to stretch them out to five, six or even seven books.

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A Warm Return

As I slowly return to this blog, I’m going to brainstorm other ideas on how to engage with my audience. I want this to be a warm, welcoming place where people can come and listen to me rabble about my favorite anime or why my love for Yennefer of Vengerburg isn’t dying down or how I think Mass Effect: Andromeda is a fine game and deserves a sequel.

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Writer’s Journal: October

Words Written: words Stories Worked On: Post-Apocalyptic Anthology Story Ocmulgee River Dragon HAPPY HALLOWEEN! I never celebrated Halloween until I was in college. My family was religious and bought into the (very absurd) idea that Halloween was ‘the Devil’s Birthday.’ As I got older, I never felt like I missed out on anything. But in […]

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A Writer’s Journal: July

Living creatively is rewarding because I get to take my ideas from a mere thought in my mind to something tangible that people can enjoy. But it can also be draining, especially when I fail to see the results I want. And it’s even more draining when my writing has to compete with so many other parts of my life. Writing is my escape and some of my best stories come when I’m experiencing a strong emotion.

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Blood of Elves: Review

Start: June 11, 2019 Finish: June 19, 2019 420 Pages Synopsis: For over a century, humans, dwarves, gnomes, and elves have lived together in relative peace. But times have changed, the uneasy peace is over, and now the races are fighting once again. The only good elf, it seems, is a dead elf. Geralt of Rivia, […]

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A Writer’s Journal: May

was further discouraged to pursue this career by my 7th grade middle school English teacher. I remember only small snippets from that day, but I remember her barely lifting a finger to help me. I remember leaving her classroom upset, with my head held low. I went back to the cafeteria and sat with my friends. I don’t remember if I engaged with them, but I remember giving up on my dream. But the worst thing is this: I felt like an idiot for trying to step outside my comfort zone and that feeling stuck with me for years. Even now, nearly 15 years later, it’s a memory and a feeling I struggle to shake off.

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