Hi all! 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 →
The Insecure Writers’ Group is an organization of writers offering support and encouragement to all those taking on the challenges of writing. Every month they sponsor 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 participate in a... Continue Reading →
The Insecure Writers’ Group is an organization of writers offering support and encouragement to all those taking on the challenges of writing. Every month they sponsor 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 participate in a... Continue Reading →
This place doesn't need us. But we need it. It was the first thing that came into my head when I saw it. There are few places that make you feel as though time has stopped. The nature of a tourist site pretty much makes that impossible. There is noise, there are crowds, people jostling... Continue Reading →
I have a confession to make. I'm an introvert and I'm not good at sharing. As someone who writes and needs feedback on my work, this is kind of a problem. Let me explain. I never talk about myself to anyone. I never tell my friends anything about my projects, most of them don't even... Continue Reading →
I can see it so clearly. Seventh grade, an early afternoon right after lunch. Tired and ready to go home, 30 students had taken their seats in the last class of the day. And sitting towards the back of the classroom in a wooden desk, was a 12 year old me. I was excited for... 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 →
Who made you? I certainly didn't. How could I? I've never had a thought like that in my life. But you do. Lots of them. When you speak, it doesn't sound like me. Sometimes I feel like your voice comes from some other place, a place that's far away from this chair where I sit... Continue Reading →
