Feeling scattered? Ideas flying at you from every direction? Brain buzzing with a million creative projects but can't seem to finish ANY of them?
Welcome to the beautiful chaos of the creative mind! ...
Ever feel like you're stuck in writing quicksand? You know you've got a book inside you, but every time you try to move forward, those nagging doubts pull you right back down?
Here's the thing: most ...
You sit down to write. The cursor blinks & before you've typed a single word, that voice starts:
"Who do you think you are? No one wants to read this garbage. You're not a real writer. You should jus...
Raise your hand if your phone is basically a digital cemetery of brilliant story ideas!
You know what I'm talking about, those voice memos from 2 AM when inspiration struck, grocery store epiphanies...
So you've decided to write your memoir, YES! What an incredible, brave, heart-centered choice. Your story matters & the world needs to hear it.
But here's the thing I see happening ALL the time with ...
On the personal journey of healing from trauma, writing can prove to be a powerful ally, guiding individuals through the transformative process. The act of putting pen to paper becomes a sanctuary for...
The snapshot above is from 11-years ago, when I first saw my words printed & published in a book that was available to audiences around the world.Â
As creatives, we often find ourselves standing at the...
In the realm of creativity, the solitary journey of a writer often resembles a dance with the ever-elusive muse. The blank page becomes a daunting canvas, and the echoes of self-doubt reverberate in t...
In the quiet corridors of corporate life, I once navigated a world filled with rigid norms & suffocating conformity. It was an environment that prized profit over humanity, pushing me to compromise my...
Not everything we create begins as a masterpiece. Sometimes, our first attempts are far from perfect, much like this horrendous clay hummingbird I attempted to sculpt in elementary school. It was supp...
Do you ever feel like you're hiding in plain sight? That was me - the girl who hoped to blend into the back row, camouflaged beneath oversized hoodies, hood up, face shadowed, feeling like she didn't ...