WELCOME TO THE BLOG!

Since the world is marooned at home in the midst of a pandemic, it seems only right to add a splash of ridiculous to the internet before we die of boredom. This blog is about writing, imagination, creativity, the strange, peculiar, and decidedly silly.


My love of writing began at an early age. I wrote my first “book” at the age of four in the back of a home depot shopping cart. This work of art included a fox who stares into the sun for hours and hours on end “getting blind many days.” I knew I was destined for greatness at this moment.

Is fox okay? We’ll never know.

After this accomplishment, the muses took an uncharitable interest in me. More books followed. Tales of adventures, ghosts, unrequited love, and murder mysteries flowed onto the page. The muses consumed the murder mysteries voraciously and I wrote, and wrote, and wrote.

Until one day I didn’t.

This displeased the muses and, they left, after hissing in the shadows for a bit. Freed from their grasp, I began to dabble in fantasy. A few genius ideas found their way onto paper in a process I like to think of a verbal vomiting – an effective means of accessing the creative bits of the mind that hide in dusty shoeboxes. One morning, a less enthusiastic muse named Steve knocked on my window. We had a nice chat about the past, the present, and the could-bes and decided it was best to start a blog about writerly things.

Steve’s tail. Muses are very fast.

And so, the cosmic fates have dragged me here at last. After years of running away, hands in the air feeling the glorious freedom of the wind, I have at last accepted my fate. It has long been my destiny to be kidnapped by the muses and planted on the wild roaming fields of the writerly internet. These are my last sane words.

Stayed tuned for weekly posts and feel free to comment below with suggestions, musings, and most importantly complaints.

Yours truly,

Elizabeth