I love Fall, that chilly, crisp air. That lingering scent of ripe apples. Those twirling, falling russet and crimson and golden leaves.
Category: My Writings
The Matchstick Girl: Excerpt
Humanity comes alive with the light. We need it in our souls.
NaNoWriMo: The Matchstick Girl
I always miss NaNoWriMo because November is a super-busy month and writing an entire book in that month is a monstrous task. However, I decided to do it this year with the understanding that I’d write daily, but not break myself to finish the book. Because, really, what’s the hurry? For the past year, I’ve…