Our Arena

Life is like the Hunger Games, except we don't know we're in the arena. We live in our little bubble, knowing it's shit but not knowing anything different. Every so often we reach the end, we hit the wall, we see a ripple of electricity across what should be sky, and we realize it's all … Continue reading Our Arena

Writing Fiction in a Pandemic

Writing about characters who aren't social distancing is actually a bit difficult. This is a side effect of the COVID-19 pandemic that I must admit I did not expect. I just wrote about a boy who comes up to stand next to a girl and I hesitated because alarms went off in my brain. It's … Continue reading Writing Fiction in a Pandemic