Life, Love and the Everyday

LIFE Remember the good ol' days when your parents or a responsible adult decided when you would get treat? Treats were anticipated, rare and wonderful fleeting seconds of pure joy followed by the bittersweet longing for more. You probably had those angry outbursts when you didn't get more, shouting at the top of your lungs.  "When I grow up I'm going to spend all my money on chocolate!" That kid was me! Now treats are just apart of my daily agenda, except they have gotten bigger - my treat of choice is, and always will be chocolate! Don't get me wrong, I still enjoy my chocolate - but the problem is, I eat it when I'm happy, when I'm sad, when I get a craving (the latter is everyday) or when I just feel like rewarding myself (which is also a very regular occurrence). $3.50 may not look like much when it is sitting in your bank account, but when you realize you have spent $20.00 on chocolate in a fortnight; that's when you have to say. ...

Being a writer is awesome. I can write what I can't say.  It is truly a gift to be able to write about things which can shift somebody's perspective, maybe one day save a life. Seeing something in your imagination and writing the story as it unfolds, what I love about being a writer is you know what happens before anyone else does.  Writers are not limited by reality, in our books we set the stage, the costumes and direct the characters from where we sit on the other side of the computer screen.  The only thing that writer's cannot do is stop. And if they do, it had better be urgent and with good reason. But sometimes it's hard to know who is in charge, the characters or the writer themselves. Although I had set out to write a ghost story, I was thinking more along the lines of Meat Loaf and Marion Raven's 'All Coming Back To Me Now' video-clip. I went kinda Kripke and things went a little too dark. For the past three weeks in the spare moments of my l...