It’s been a minute…
If you're here for a big life update, or a funny story, I'm so sorry. You're welcome to move along and read a different post, because this one is quite boring. It's mainly an exercise to get me back into…
Sometimes I write just to write
Writing is more than just something I do for a hobby or for work, even. It's about being vulnerable without getting hurt. It's about sharing stories (whether they be true, fiction, or embellished) and getting ideas out of my mind…
When nothing turns into something
Maybe that's a self-absorbed way of thinking of things. Maybe I am an attention seeker and that's just something I've got to deal with. Maybe I'm just one voice, crying out against billions of other voices, wanting to be heard…
When I look at the night sky
This is just a little bit of something I wrote last December. I think it captures the way I feel about looking at the stars quite perfectly. How do you feel when you look at the stars? “Musings” There is…
spring song
by Savannah M. Hawkins if you sing a song to me let it be sung like spring like a dandelion’s white puffs that a child’s breath scattered swirling without a care floating through the air the breeze will bring your…
Haters gonna hate, but they really should appreciate
Each day she wakes up, she feels excited, hoping that today will be different than the others. She puts on a bright smile, trying to encourage others to do the same. Unfortunately, today is just the same as the other…
Words: How do we use them? Are they really that great?
Some words have power and meaning, while some are just silly and insignificant while still helping us to get our message across clearly. While I will not deny that I have used the “words” blah, ugh, pfft, psh, ahhh, aw,…
‘Twas The Day Before Finals
This is an adaption of “‘Twas The Night Before Christmas” that I wrote in about 20 minutes on Sunday. I may revise it at a later date, but I wanted to get it out there for enjoyment. 🙂 Happy Finals…
Waiting on a missionary… to write me a letter!
Clever title, eh? First of all, let me note that I am not waiting on a missionary. I have a few really good friends-I could even go so far as to say best friends-that are serving missions right now, who…
The Enemy – A Short Story
She found herself in a deserted wasteland, alone, with only her one weapon left. Her surroundings were not unfamiliar, for she had fought this battle before. The difference between this battle and the last was simple. Before, there had only…
