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Tag Archives: Writing
On Why Finishing a Project is My Fatal Flaw
I have never had a problem coming up with new ideas. I’ll stumble out of dreams and hastily jot down the last wisps of a REM cycle, or see an image and have a story unfurl before my eyes, or hear a song verse and can hear my characters singing along before they’re even born.ContinueContinue reading “On Why Finishing a Project is My Fatal Flaw”
Put Your Lips Together and Blow
I’ve always wanted to smoke. I know it’s a ridiculous thing to desire; I am more than aware of the harmful consequences of picking up such a habit. That’s why I’ve never picked up a cigarette in my life. There are no stories of me as a rebellious thirteen-year-old hacking my lungs after my firstContinueContinue reading “Put Your Lips Together and Blow”
The Legend of Diana
I’m an Amazon built from the bones of my own broken body sometimes I can’t speak but for screaming a gaping wound for a mouth that calls for war thorns knot in my gut until iron-stained salt coats my lips a reddened smile that used to beg but now only bites the talons of myContinueContinue reading “The Legend of Diana”
The Mental State of a Continually Rejected Writer
Good news: I’m sending out more query letters than ever before.Bad news: I’m getting rejections faster and faster.I’m not naive; I recognize that I’m going to be rejected a hundred times over before I receive my first “yes.” I’ve read the tales of respected authors gritting through the pile of rejection letters and writing anyway,ContinueContinue reading “The Mental State of a Continually Rejected Writer”
To Those Who Hate My Mother For Her Choice
I am the child that was never borna fledgling bird nestled in the egg of my mother’s wombwhose flight feathers hadn’t even grown in before I was returned to the earthmy mother’s choice had me fading back into the skythe carbon of my cells once more turned into starsbones exhaled into the wind that driedContinueContinue reading “To Those Who Hate My Mother For Her Choice”
Should I Stay (Or Should I Run?)
It feels like I’ve been treading water in the sea of a quarter-life crisis for two years now. Desperate to keep my chin above water, but oh so curious to see what lays beneath the surface, a grand vastness that holds too many possibilities to fathom. But, neither do I swim to shore, the safetyContinueContinue reading “Should I Stay (Or Should I Run?)”
An Unwilling Addict
Sometimes, I wonder if I was meant to be a writer.There are days like today when I sit down in front of my computer, staring at the blank cage, fingers hovering over the keys, and there’s nothing. No flutter in the back of my mind, no knotting in my gut, no tingle that runs throughContinueContinue reading “An Unwilling Addict”
Good Times (Gonna Come)
I have been incredibly out of touch with the world (and by the world I mean the internet). The reason for it is rather obvious, as I have officially moved to Denver! I’m so excited for this new opportunity to memorize new streets and breathe in different air. Now that the ground is somewhat solidContinueContinue reading “Good Times (Gonna Come)”
Shameless Self-Promotion Time!
I have had a rough few weeks. I’m vacating my apartment by the 31st, still don’t have a real job, and I’m seriously contemplating moving to Denver for my next big adventure. Which, obviously, I will let you guys in on all the details.However, I have some awesome author stuff to announce.One: I have uploadedContinueContinue reading “Shameless Self-Promotion Time!”
Ren Martinez 