It was the night I set my heart down before you, in all it’s eloquent fragments; the night you stomped them to shards, saying it no...

Sometimes I'm living my life in a rearview mirror. There are so many moments here and now I should be living for. Soaking in. Because...

My First Writing Conference In the midst of my “Edge of Glory 1” edits, I am surrounded by my binder, three notebooks, three pages (and...

You stuck a pin through a butterfly, yet promised she deserved the best, a slight stroke along her delicate wings of velvet, she was...

You couldn’t give me shelter when a hurricane crumbled in with gusts irate enough to send solid bones trembling. Yet stoic you stood...

Preptober Day 18 – Shelf Neighbours I honestly have no idea where in a bookstore “Edge of Glory” would live other than the fiction...

For the sake of staying caught up, I'm combining these two days - Cast Your Villain(s) and Cast Your Seconds. I'm thrilled to introduce...

Day 14 Week Two Check-in Week two finds me playing a lot of catch up once again. Weekends seem to steal my writing time. I’m about...

He is gentle. There are no sharp words grazing over veins, no daggers from the roof of his mouth to beat me down. There are only pieces...

Okay, everyone. A quick note. I am embarking on a new writing adventure, revolving around my novel series "Edge of Glory". If any of you...

Dive bar nights, neon lights, cigarette smoke, maybe a toke of something a little strong. Dance in the parking lot to an old song, this...

A long way from the truth is where you stranded me, like snake skin left in dirt, bitter words from fatal fangs. Thought your poison...

A lone star over a train yard at midnight, guiding home a runaway heart. Your cigarettes still linger leftover in the ashtray; blue eyes...

Adoration of you renders me terrified. I don’t know how you see so deeply, so sharply, these fragments, this patchwork. Me and my smart...

I found myself staring into something terrifying today. At the bottom of the barrel. Scraping the fragments of my dating pool on a free...

Two shattered goodbyes later where the word was never really said. Piles of boxes by the door, a strong drink and a cigarette, A yearning...

I want to run until wildflowers meet the horizon, a mere silhouette, shaking hands, terrified of starting over out where gypsies roam,...

Outrunning memories, barreling down back roads, past Alberta fields barren. Speed; adrenaline; hammer down. Something endless ahead,...

I am not broken. Rejection doesn’t make me unlovable. I am done living for a dream. It’s time to love me. I am a fucking lotus flower,...

Some things are simply meant to be. That doesn’t make it any easier to endure and let go. Some days are too long and some nights are too...