DAKOTA I think I sat there for about an hour, at least, on the ground, surrounded by a ton of flowers that had decided to come and visit me, while … Continue reading Chapter 13 – THE BOOK – Dakota
SAGE “I’m not doing that.” “Come on, Dakota. You can’t say that to every suggestion.” I rolled my eyes. She laughed. “You’re seriously gonna roll your eyes right now? You … Continue reading Chapter 13 – THE BOOK – Sage
I’m finding it increasingly difficult to not get discouraged. My weight loss has slowed down a lot, and that need for instant gratification tends to weigh heavily in my mind. … Continue reading Discouragement and Courage
I thought hard until my brain hurt. Until my throat grew more hoarse from the screams and the rain had no choice but to listen to me. Then the wind picked up, shoving the rain against the trees so hard that they stripped them of their bark, stripping them of the magic.
For a little context, the picture attached to this post is (from left to right) December 8th, January 7th, and February 10th. I have been working out consistently for two … Continue reading Learning To Not Be Over-Critical
So this story is within the same world as “Devil’s Breed”, but only a little over a year before. It’s a vast world with many possibilities, which is why I … Continue reading The Relique – Part 1 – Excerpt
Xatka situated her armor meticulously as her eyes bore daggers into her youngest brother, “I really should have drowned you at birth.”
“I would have survived, remember?” He made a strange motion with his hands against his neck. “Besides, everybody loved me when I was a baby.”
The holidays can be the worst when you are trying to change your life. Everyone wants to celebrate with delicious and unhealthy foods, and it seems that people don’t understand … Continue reading Regrouping After The Holidays
I am addicted to food. I’m addicted to potato chips and cookies, sweet coffee drinks and cheesy anything. That’s me.
Today, I will be stronger than I was the day before, and tomorrow I will be stronger than I am today. I will persist.
I could feel the heat of the sun against my back as the room I couldn’t block with my pillow was cast in bright afternoon sunlight. A sudden burst of power tried pulling my pillow away from my face, but I held on for dear life. “No!” I yelled as Kylie pulled harder. The next thing I knew, she jumped on top of me, sitting there as she continued her assault on my pillow. “Kylie, I’m gonna kill you if you don’t stop!”
So, her old Jeep left little to be desired in the world of the Middle-class, but Stephanie couldn’t imagine being them. She couldn’t imagine waiting impatiently every single day for a vacation that was always too far and too few between just so she could escape hell in a fiendish attempt to feel alive. She would probably have gotten married, had a couple of kids, worked first shift while her husband worked second or something, leaving her alone with her devices, and her sexual desires, eventually resulted in something that would resemble an affair; and all the while feeling guilty about the affair, enjoying every minute of it, because it was the only thing that made her feel something. Yeah, she would probably love her kids. She would hopefully love her husband. She would hate herself, though