Writing is a lonely occupation. Your coworkers are just your pets and a couple of coffee shop goers who occupy the same shop you do. If you’re like me, you might not know anyone in the “real world” who is also a writer. So, I’ve tried to find a community online, hoping to see people…
Starring at an empty page is incredibly intimidating. You sit there, pen in your hand, and nothing comes to mind. Then, you immediately spiral into an existential crisis of trying to figure out if you can even call yourself a writer anymore. You, my friend, have writer’s block.
As I am sure most of you know, I’m a full-time student. Which means, I always struggle to find time for writing because I can always push it to the side to make time for homework.
Just another man, deciding that he deserved a piece of me without asking. Another one who would break into my home, trying to get a glimpse at what I’ve become. Using my name as a synonym for monster.
I love character creation. It’s like going on a first date with someone where you can ask deeply personal questions without them suddenly having to “go to the bathroom” only to never be seen again.