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Sharing My Unedited Writing Experiences & Life Experiences.



Writing Prompt: Golden Ship


I sat there in awe… unable to believe what I was seeing. There had been legends and tales of the God of Sun’s ship sailing the horizons at dusk but never had he come to shore. As the large vessel drew closer the beating of the horses wings echoed in harmony with the waves crashing against the shore.

When the ship reached the port the sun had set and there awaiting the arrival of the God were my people packed along the boardwalk. I stayed where I was, standing now awaiting to see this man of legend.

Writing Prompts: Bruised Glitter

The echo of thunder crashed through the walls of his small one room apartment. No amount of increased volume was going to keep nature from disrupting his Discovery Channel that evening.

Turning off the TV, Royce made his way over to the kitchen, plugging in his 8 buck electric kettle to make some coffee. He knew he should have tried to sleep, but the events of the day still danced through his head like drunk girls on a bar table. He had kept his cool around those… those vampires? The word sounded crazy even now that he was thinking it. Sure he had seen a lot of strange stuff since running into Jay but some things still made him question if everything he was experience was some kind of side effect from his lack of sleep or high caffeine intake.

The kettle popped as he took the dirty mug from beside the sink to fill it with hot water. With two spoonfuls of instant coffee the clear water turned to tar as he lifted the steaming cup to his lips feeling the familiar shock of the heat against his upper lip.

“Fffk!” He spat, pulling the mug away. He touched his upper lip with his finger happy to find no blister had formed. It still stung but hopefully by the time the coffee was cool enough for consumption his lip would be fine.

There came another roll of thunder as the lights flickered. Maybe it was time to go find some of those candles his ex had left behind than being caught off guard when the power went out. Then again he had his phone and didn’t feel like having his place smelling of apple pie and ocean breeze.

After another rumble of thunder and flicker of lights he heard a knock on the door. He looked to the stove that just flashed 12 before pulling out his phone to check the time. It was passed 1 AM! Who in their right mind was bugging him at that hour!?

Opening the door, he gave a sigh at who was standing in his entrance. Why wasn’t he surprised that she show up at his door, soaking wet… bruised, and covered in glitter?

“What the hell happened to you?”

“You wanted more info so I went to a Fave – mind letting me in?” Her voice proved to have a hint of annoyance as if he had been the inconvenient visitor knocking on the door.

Royce stepped aside. Jay lumbered in, her hands tucked in her over-sized sweatshirt pockets and combat boots chorking from the torrential downpour. Her teased hair lay flat to her head as her mascara ran down her face like a degenerate raccoon.

“Do I want to know what a Fave is…?” Royce pinched the bridge of his nose. He would need more coffee after this, he just knew it.

“Fairy Rave,” her voice blunt.

“Well that explains the glitter.”

“Oh, no… the glitter wasn’t from that,” Jay smirked, shaking her head.

“Do I want to know?” Royce asked again, his voice droning.

“Nah, not important to what I found out,” Jay sat down in the saúde lazy boy in the corner of the living room. She crossed her wet boots atop the oak coffee table with her arms behind her head. “Come sit – you’ll want to know.”

He hoped so, since he would have a nightmare of a mess to clean up after she left.

5 Places I Go To Get Inspired


First off, everyone is different and will find inspiration in different ways. This list is just how I find inspiration to write and hopefully help some of my readers do the same. Sometimes it’s hard to get inspired and there is a point that you may reach that will make you feel like you’ll never feel inspired again. That feeling is a lie. The world is full of inspiration, you just have to go out and find it.

So, here are 5 Places I Go To Get Inspired:


Hiking can help not only to inspire your creative side but also relax you. Sometimes all you need is to have a moment to relax and focus on the now to get ideas flowing again. Take a camera or sketch pad with you, make notes of the environment around you. Take the time to smell the forest, watch the water in the streams or lake, listen to the birds or other animals scurrying about. Stop for a moment and just enjoy the fact you’re outside.




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Art, history, local or what-not museums are amazing. Not only does the word museum have the word muse (the nine Greek goddesses who preside over the arts and sciences known to guide people to great inspiration) but it is filled with interesting information you may not have known about. I love going to the museum if I need to look up certain cultures or historical events as they are filled with knowledgeable people willing to point you in the right direction.

Local museums will also help you gain a better understanding of where you live and sometimes you’ll find an interesting story that may be worth writing about. I know I’ve found a few interesting one’s during my adventures.





Can’t write or become inspired? Go to your library or look up blogs. There are books on thousands of topics to pique your interest and thousands of blogs to cover anything you can imagine. Read about what other people have done, search for answers to the questions you have, or just simply explore and see what you find.


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I find watching a good series or even a movie can give me inspiration. You get to explore different topics and listen to the interactions of people on screen. I like this method of finding inspiration for the fact I get to analyse dialogue and physical interactions between characters in a variety of environment. This helps me explore the various archetypes to character development in a short amount of time and assist in scene layout.



All right, this one is obvious. When you are with other people you can talk to them about your troubles. In my case if I was with my writing group I would likely be discussing the difficulty I’m having introducing a certain character or how to approach a difficult topic to my readers. These people will allow you to bounce ideas off of them, and in turn you get to listen to their ideas. These people are getting just as much help as you are from working together towards a common goal. Everyone may be at different levels but if you have that at the back of your mind, working together is a great way to work on old and new ideas.



It Takes Time


Sometimes when you have written/ published something you need to remind yourself that Rome wasn’t built in a day. Even though you’ve completed your book, published it, and have a readership interested in it you’re not going to sell a million copies overnight. That is an unrealistic goal. You should be happy if your book is selling. You should be happy that people have taken interest in your work but instead you’re overwhelmed – dare I say… apathetic.

200_sWith hearing stories, reading blog posts, or articles on people going viral with their writing it’s hard to accept that what you’ve done is good. Actually, before you continue reading this give yourself a pat on the back because you deserve it. You’ve gotten this far and be proud of what you’ve achieved. Not many have gotten to the place you are. Writing isn’t as easy as everyone thinks.

Now let’s continue.

The reason you may be so apathetic to what you’ve done is due to how society perceives achievement. Like in middle school or high school popularity in writing is what we writers view as success. Maze Runner, Game of Thrones, Twilight, Harry Potter, Divergent, and Hunger Games have made wanting to be a writer popular and some part of us wouldn’t mind having our characters become the next Thomas or Katniss.

But, not every piece of writing is going to be popular right away. Some Game of Thrones booktimes the best things in the world take time. Shakespeare took a lifetime to become one of the greatest writers of history. Da Vinci took years… heck centuries for his talents to be recognized. Stoner, Kafka, Catch-22 and other now popular books took years to be recognized (more books listed HERE). Even the popular books mentioned in the paragraph above weren’t main stream until later one in their careers – I’m talking about you GoT (Book 1 published 1996).

So, why are you apathetic towards the hard work you’ve done? Why do you perceive the books you’ve sold as a failure?

Firstly, lets look at the word failure. To fail is to not be successful and so in that sense if your goal was to have people read your book and you have a person or people reading your book then you are not a failure. An epic book fail would mean not getting any interest in your book. In all manner of the word your book is not a failure. If your book made 10 sales it wouldn’t be a failure. If your book made 1 sale is wouldn’t be a failure because there is one person in this world reading your book. One person is reading a story that wouldn’t ac6a516d6df74c2fb4d7d9e6a98c1e66have existed if you hadn’t written it. Therefore as long as you have made more than zero sales your book is not a failure! And hey, if you haven’t gotten anyone reading your book you didn’t fail. You learned something and you take what you’ve learned to make something better or improve upon what you have already made. We all fail at one point but what we choose to do with that failure is what really shows what type of person you are. Take this experience and learn from it – don’t let it destroy your passion or your confidence.

Eventually your book will grow a larger readership – if you continue writing and bringing attention to it. We all have to start somewhere but in the world of social media where we get instant results it’s hard to remind yourself that what you’re doing may take time. Rome wasn’t built in a day. Most books aren’t written in an afternoon. Most dreams do take a lifetime. Not everything is instant… not everything happens at once. This is what you’ll have to keep reminding yourself of when you look at your book. That in time its popularity may grow. That its message will be shared.

Honestly, as much as you may like the thought of your book becoming the next best-seller that shouldn’t be the reason and probably isn’t the reason you wrote this book in the first place. This is a story you wanted to share. These are topics, characters, ideas you wanted the world to read about. You should write for you and publish for you – not anyone else.

So, calm down and take a breath. Admire the work that you MontreGousset001have done and the beautiful piece of writing you’ve created. You need to remember why you wrote that book and wanted to share it with the world. It’s a story you love and in time there will be like-minded people who will love it too.

But at the moment you have to remember – it takes time.


Recently I’ve been getting this question a lot:

“How were you able to write a book? Isn’t it hard? Doesn’t it take up time? Aren’t you worried about what people will think about it?”

Okay… that is more than one question but the answer is the same for all of them – Yes.

Yes, it was hard. Yes, it does take up time. Yes, I’m worried about what people think.

But, I was able to write a book because I wanted to write a book. I wanted this story to be out there. I wanted people to read it despite what criticism I may get from it. I wanted Liora to be enjoyed by people. I wanted people to laugh at Caldor’s antics. I wanted to write because I wanted to write.

For too long have I spent looking over my written work going, “Well that’s done.” Putting it in the drawer or into a file never to see the light of day again.

This story didn’t let that happen. This story kept me up at night wanting to be shared. It was hard to write because I wanted my story’s characters to be right. It took up time because I wanted everything to read smoothly. I’m worry about what people think because I’ve put so much hard-work/ time into this project in hopes of not seeing it flop.

I couldn’t leave the book in my desk – that would have been wrong. My characters’ deserve better than that. That’s why I wrote my book and that’s why I’m writing the second one. Not for me but for my readers and for my characters who both deserve to have this story written. 🙂

Imposter Syndrome as a Writer

According to Google:

Impostor syndrome can be defined as a collection of feelings of inadequacy that persist even in face of information that indicates that the opposite is true. It is experienced internally as chronic self-doubt, and feelings of intellectual fraudulence.

This ^ is how I have been feeling over the past two weeks, which is why I haven’t been posting.

I love to write, it is what I do but I can’t fight the feeling that I am this imposter playing writer and not actually a writer…

When I review my work or take a moment to read another authors book, I can’t help to have thoughts of doubt. These nasty questions fill my head, beating me down and make me believe that what I have worked so hard for is nothing but a mediocre attempt at something I’m not.

Who would read your book? Why do you think they’d like this? You’re not a writer. Not a real writer. Your writing is crap. Your story is crap. You Are Crap!

These thoughts keep me up at night. These thoughts haunt me during the day. Mix these negative thoughts with anxiety and you get mini panic attacks whenever you think of actually publishing something.

No one’s going to buy it. Why are you even doing this? No one’s going to like it. Stop when you’re ahead.

I try to counter these thoughts and feelings with proof and try to boost my confidence with facts. I wrote 200 pages and over 77000 words. I have created a world that I love and I want to share. I brought to life characters that are funny and hopefully down-to-earth. I can’t go a day without writing. I can’t do a day without planning a story. I can’t go anywhere without getting an idea. I’m a writer.

When my confidence is up and I feel better again, then the imposter syndrome returns with a counter.

No, you’re not. J.K Rowling never talked about being an imposter. Tolkin never said he felt like this when writing. Steven Brust is an amazing writer and knows it; he never’s written how he’s felt like an imposter.

You are feeling like this because you’re not a real writer. You feel like this because deep down you know you aren’t a writer. Just give up. No one will care

These were my thoughts for a week. Haunting my mind and killing my confidence in my writing… I started believing they were true and thinking that I could just not publish but then I saw this quote:


This quote shut those voices up. I’m not confident in my writing. Sharing my writing with strangers scares the crap out of me, not because I’m not good enough but for the reason that I’m sharing a piece of me. I’m sharing a world I love, that I’m giving to this world to pick apart. I’m sharing characters I gave life, for this world to judge and analyse. I’m sharing a story that may cause arguments, or discussion with people who don’t agree with what I’ve written.

I know now, I’m not an imposter.

I can write.

I do write.

I will keep writing even if it scares me to death because I love to write.



Writing Prompt: What you wish you had said.

If I had known it was the last time I would ever hear from you, I wouldn’t have text you how bored I was.

If I had known what you were about to do, the last thing you would have read from me wouldn’t have been how much I found my job boring and how much I just wanted to not work.

If I had known that I would never talk to you again because after your text to me you decided to disappear forever from this physical world, I would have called you.

I wish I would have called to tell you how much I love you and that I needed you. I wish I heard your voice and somehow found a way to change your mind. Maybe I would have been able to save you…

I wanted to talk to you later that night.

I was looking forward to our Friday night chat.

Instead I didn’t call because I believed we had more time…

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