Inspiration…

… works in mysterious ways. It all started in the beginning of last week when I took my daily post-work nap and dreamt of a book project I’d abandoned years ago. Back then, I was a very different person and the thing that changed me happened while I was writing the book. The message I

Late night doodling

I’ve never been good at drawing but I often feel compelled to draw characters and scenes from the things I’m writing. Most of the time, these doodles don’t make sense to anyone but me. I keep them really for myself, as a sort of writing diary/idea catalogue. Often, I’ve grown strangely attached to many of

A goal reached and a project coming

So, there are two weeks left in this beautiful, spooky month of October. I look back at it and to be honest, I haven’t been as productive as I had hoped. But I did finish another chapter on my novel yesterday. I celebrated the way I usually do: with some ice cream. I hope to

New horizons

Yesterday I spent most of the day in the only place I ever really feel at peace: the forest. I went there on that particular day to pray for blessing in a new writing project but it also gave me some time and much needed peace and quiet to reflect on where to go next