What they don’t tell you is that when the cold fire of metal handcuffs encircles your wrists, even loosely, you’ll believe, for a second, that you are a criminal. You are not safe. You’re a danger to yourself and these metal rings prove it.
A possible scene for my novel about a girl who gets institutionalized 4 days before she graduates college
Dear Lovelies, I am awake and writing because I have horrible insomnia. I wrote this scene that may or may not go into the novel that I've been writing off and on for three years now (For more info about the writing process, you can read here and here). Sexual assault is mentioned and the... Continue Reading →
I am bored and need feedback on writing. Here are the first two pages of what I wrote tonight. Have fun and let me know your thoughts good, bad, or otherwise. ~Day 1~ On the day everything went to hell, Catherine Dawson sat across from me, with her chestnut hair pulled back into a loose... Continue Reading →