Happy Wednesday! The Insecure Writers’ Group is a group of writers offering motivation and encouragement to all those taking on the challenges of writing. Every month the ISWG sponsors a blog hop where writers can blog about a topic related to overcoming obstacles and exploring various aspects of the writing journey. If you’d like to... Continue Reading →
Happy 2024! I hope that your year is off to a great start! Mine is, mostly anyway. The beginning of a new year is a funny thing. I don’t know if you’ve ever felt this way, but for me a new year can feel … like a lot of pressure? That isn’t a popular opinion,... Continue Reading →
The ocean has been in the news a lot lately. You can’t look at the headlines and not see the image of the Titan submersible, missing for days before finally being declared destroyed and the crew presumably deceased. It is a sad event, and definitely not what we had hoped the results of the search... Continue Reading →
When does a gift cease to be a gift? If the intention is evil, does it still count? The box arrived at my door like a bad omen, the outside horribly scuffed and crushed, as though it had been dropped. By the time I noticed it sitting there it had been a couple of hours,... Continue Reading →
Gathered around the table, each of us with a cup of coffee, she leaned forward conspiratorially as she prepared to tell me the secret she needed to share. “I killed him,” she whispered. “I killed him with my thoughts.” This elderly lady, a family member of mine who I will call Lili for this post,... Continue Reading →
The Insecure Writer's Group is an organization of writers offering support and camaraderie in the challenging and oftentimes terrifying world of writing. This is my first time participating in the blog hop, and I would like to begin by saying thank you to the organizers for creating this group and to the hosts for hosting... Continue Reading →
I searched for inspiration and I came back with nothing. The rain, and everything around me felt suffocating and I escaped into the gloom and the drizzle outside looking for a spark—a tiny glow to set me on my way. The beach was cold—the water grey and angry. I brought a blanket and laid it... Continue Reading →
I responded to an interesting ad today. I saw it in the paper, right there next to all of the other usual things being advertised. It was only four words. "We return lost time." Underneath this there was contact information. I read it again. What did that mean? Unable to resist, I got my things and went to the address advertised.
"I wanted to slay a dragon, to walk the tallest tightrope, to face danger with unflappable confidence and competence. I wanted to do all of these things, but only managed to do one. I got up, and I tried." We met in the darkness, the glow of the moon the only light in the forest... Continue Reading →
We sat next to each other in the sand overlooking the water, both of us thinking, neither of us talking much. We had been this way for what seemed like hours. It was the kind of day I had really needed, the kind where you can put everything aside for a little while. Where the... Continue Reading →
Winter Betancourt 