My Writing Journey: A Step

I was fourteen when a scene came to me, a man riding sluggishly through the midnight snowstorm. For weeks, it tormented my mind, so I wrote it down. I will admit that during that winter I experienced what I later found out to be depression. But while all that tumult in my head drug by,…

A New Muse

And…the picture above has sent the creative juices through my head. I might start a novella of sorts, set in the same secondary world, just farther away geographically. It’ll be about a man going to save his criminal brother and the conflict that unfolds. There’ll be motives such as City vs. Country and Helping out…