Writers Stories

On a sunny winter morning, I put on a coat and headed for Benjamin’s Books. Ten chapters into my second novel, I was blocked with no progress in days. My deadline was still months away. However, I was a perfectionist about editing and wanted to lots of time between finishing the draft and sending it in. Falling behind like this concerned me. I figured a visit to my favourite bookshop might help. I had been a regular at Be...

I used to be lonely, wishing for someone to talk to me. Be careful of wishes. It was then that one of them appeared. Let me warn you: they are like cockroaches. Once you see one, there are a thousand more lurking…waiting its turn. Now, they won’t leave me alone. They invade my work. Some crawl into bed with me. A few badger me in my intimate space—the bathroom. They persist like weeds in a sidewalk crack. What are they? O...

A friend of mine is having a hard time. His no love, no job, no idea what to do with myself state is getting to him. Hope is on the horizon. I'm absolutely sure of this for him. Why, because he's my friend and my love does wonders. In the meantime…Blah, blah, blah. Survival is tough mentally.  My advice to him: Write.  He’s talented. It is a side thing for him, I know. However, writing is in him--if you know what I mean....

Fighting the EverdarkThe room was black as pitch, but for the harsh glare of an aging laptop. It was the kind that would creak in eerie protest of the stress it's owner, the Author, was sure to impose upon it as her jagged nails tapped across the keys. The laptop, her instrument of discovery, washed the Author's face in a ghostly light. Her eyes were wide and dry and darkly rimmed. Her mouth was pressed into a hard white...