Beginnings End

I part of me wonders how time can fly by this fast, then I remember that I’m an adult. It’s already the end of January and I don’t know how I feel about jumping into February. In just a couple months my birthday will be popping up and I’ll be one year older. Happy New … More Beginnings End

Finish Line

NaNoWriMo is almost finished for everyone running the race of 50,00 words, and what a journey it has been. I was lucky this year and was able to get started early and finish early with 62,521 words toward my novel. I was shooting for 50 chapters, but at number 31, my novel started to veer … More Finish Line


356. I don’t even feel that I’ve been gone that long. But I have, and honestly, there is no excuse. Much of my time has been me trying to figure myself out. I have developed many ideas for fiction novels, and currently I am working on one that I am hoping to get published. The … More Time

Forced to write

October, for most people, it’s the long wait for Halloween, the day they get to dress up and scare their friends. For writers, it’s one of the most fun, yet most stressful prep months ever conceived. . . From this, I mean the following month, NaNoWriMo. Yes, the most amazing and most stressful month out … More Forced to write


Now that I’m finally over that wretched cold, I can get back to writing like a normal person. I felt like I had regained myself yesterday when I wrote a piece on something that was bothering me. I don’t ever remember actually writing that fast, then again, I was pretty fumed and ready to conquer the … More Jumpstart


Well, yesterday was an adventure. I had been working off of five hours of sleep at work, standing, attending customers who – half of them – wanted to be there as much as I did. Usually, I don’t care about work, it’s good, I like it, and I have some good friends there. But yesterday, … More Yesterday

Something stolen

Here’s a hard truth to swallow. Time wasted. First thing that comes to my mind when I say that, definitely the usage of Pinterest. I’m sure if someone pulled up my life stats, all they’d see is one sentence. “Lauren wastes one-third of her life on Pinterest.” The last two-thirds? Doing what life says needs … More Something stolen