books, Fiction, Love and the Sea and Everything in Between

love and the sea // on wattpad

So, I recently published the entire second draft of Love and the Sea and Everything in Between on Wattpad so I’m just gonna leave the link here so ya’ll can take a look at your leisure. It will remain up until one of the agents I will be querying in the future requests an “exclusive reading”, which means they would like to be the only ones to read it at a set time. So, enjoy! Votes, comments, and messages are always welcome! Read it HERE!

LATS new cover

books, Fiction, Love and the Sea and Everything in Between, NaNoWriMo, NaNoWriMo 2015, Novels, Stories

nanowrimo // day sixteen

*pops head in* Well… hello there, strangers. It’s been awhile, hasn’t it?

I suppose I could make the typical excuse that “I’ve been writing for nanowrimo and have had no time to blog”, but, while that’s true, I’ve had plenty of opportunity to post an update… I just didn’t feel like it at the time. In any case, I’m back now with an update and some snippets. (YESSS)

So after taking the weekend off Love and the Sea and Everything in Between is just about to 30K and I hope to reach that goal by tonight. (fingers crossed)

The two-day break was well-needed. Before, my writing had grown to feel awkward and dry. Now, though, it feels deep and therapeutic once more. I can feel the magic in my veins making its way to the words on my pages. What a wonderful feeling. There really is nothing else like it.

Also, I hope to make a more personal blog post later this week, so stay tuned for that!




// I stand on the edge of the earth, where everything ends. Where the
earth has been cut away and the sky swoops down to fill the void.

// And our hearts move to the beat of the rain.

// I think of her. Because if I don’t, I would lose myself.

// Adventure starts here: with a choice to depart the Now. Goodbye, Now.

// I think this is what love must sound like: the beating of our hearts mingled with the crashing of the waves.

// Isn’t that usually the way it goes? After a while, the numbness just… becomes normal. It becomes right.

// The sky tonight is a masterpiece to behold and I feel lucky to behold it. It’s funny; when you’ve experienced such brilliant life, the colors all seem brighter, more brilliant. Now, it seems, I stand in the afterglow of that experience and I can’t help but wonder when it will fade.

// This is why life has to be more than just survival: because when we spend our entire lives trying to just survive, we don’t know how to do anything else. We don’t know how to live.
There has to be more than just survival. There has to be. Or else it isn’t worth it.

// I wonder who I could have been if I lived back when there was still so much wonder in the world. When there was still so much yet to be discovered. I wonder if, maybe, I could have been the one to discover the Americas, or discover electricity, or create the telephone, or build the pyramids, or lead the Israelites out of Egypt.
I wonder who I could’ve been if everything was different. If this world, today, the one in which I exist never existed. Not to me, anyway. If the only world I ever knew, or ever thought could be known, was a world full of endless possibility, a world full of discovery and wonder.
I miss it, the wonder. I miss it even though I never discovered continents or built pyramids or discovered electricity or mapped the stars. I miss it like an orphan misses the mother he never knew. I miss it like the housecat misses the wild it never wandered.
It’s a strange feeling, to miss the things you’ve never known. It feels like remembering, but in reverse; like remembering something that hasn’t happened yet.

// Is this what love is: a hurricane to the soul? Is this what love does: lay to ruins everything you thought you knew about love?

Fiction, Heroes, Life, Stories, Writing

the heroes we need

What determines a hero? Character? Personality? Behavior? All of the above?

Many of us use fiction to escape from the despair of reality, to venture into a world where heroes are alive and well, kicking evil’s butt. Whether its through movies, books, comics, TV shows, or what-have-you, we all long to live in a world with heroes we can look up to and emulate.

I want to highlight some of the heroes of the fictional realm that I admire.

#1 – Katniss Everdeen – The people she loves mean everything to her. She sacrificed herself to save her sister and was unwilling to kill the man she loved even if it meant she might die.Hunger Games... Another movie I didnt think Id care for but all in all ima fan really good movie!!:

#2 – Daryl Dixon – Most people might not consider Daryl a hero, but he has shown time and time again that he would do anything to protect the people he cares about. And to him, family is more than just blood.

When Daryl slings a crossbow over his shoulder, the heavens part and a blinding white light of sexual heat appears. True statement. (28 Reasons Why Daryl Dixon Is The Sexiest Man On “Walking Dead”):

#3 – Steve Rogers/Captain America – Good ol’ Cap. Justice, loyalty, honor, and the defense of the innocent and those he loves are all that matter to him. Repeatedly, he puts the good of others before his own well-being.

Which Superhero Should You Hook Up With? You got: Captain America. (Steve Rogers is the ultimate boy scout, but if you’re into an old-fashioned guy who happens to be a perfect human specimen and a legendary war hero, this is the jackpot. He’ll treat you very well.):

#4 – Samwise Gamgee – Even when the One Ring drove Frodo mad – to the point of cursing the loyalty of his best friend, Sam stood by him and never gave up on him. Sam saw past the darkness in the world. He saw the good.

March 2013 - Sean Astin - Toronto (Goonies & since the age of 7!):

#5 – Owen Grady – He saved people from dinosaurs at the (almost) expense of his own life. Plus he’s epic and played by Christ Pratt. What more needs to be said?

Daenarys - Mother of Dragons OWEN - FATHER OF RAPTORS that is all:

The world needs heroes. And unfortunately they can’t always be found in real life. Sometimes we have to turn to fiction to find peace for our souls. And what’s wrong with that?