Stevie

New story is up, check it out:  https://www.wattpad.com/story/259965615-mother

Well. It's been a hot second, hasn't it? 2020 ended up being the year of the dumpster fire, and only now am I slowly returning to some semblance of mental "normalcy." This includes tapping into my creative juices and doing something with them. 
          
          I started in on a scene last night, something that semi-randomly came to mind, on Facebook and posted it to a friend's only listing. Seeing how I equally updated my privated, online creative writing journal on Dreamwidth with said story as well as one point on social media, I plan on doing some tweaking and adding the start of it up on here, too.  Look for that story to drop later on tonight. :)

Oops... I did it again.
          
          Well, considering this is a website FOR stories, I suppose this little fanfiction piece I cooked up will have to do. 
          
          Have I made it abundantly clear that I'm a sucker for a good romance? I'm a softy, at heart. And with these two characters? Yeah. Total sucker.

New story, new chapter https://www.wattpad.com/story/217126502

Okay, so I'm clearly _not_ dead. Let's place that solidly in the positive column...
          
          But! I have been re-bitten by the creativity bug and am currently working on a drabble-ish (World of) Warcraft fan-fiction. Although its that universe, the characters are all original. My hope is to finish writing and do some editing prior to posting late Sunday night.
          
          So I might start late to this game, but bear with me as this'll be a bumpy ride!

It's now 2020. Have I done *anything* other than post what I did last year? Nope. I've made everything else - motherhood, work, gaming, friends, etc - a priority over my writing. And that's really not where I want to be.
          
          So, I'm kicking my own ass in getting something done. All I ask for is for a wee bit of patience and a spot of time.

I did it. I made a small tear out of my comfort zoned cocoon and put up a draft, the beginnings of a story. Its one of those moments where your breath quickens, your heart speeds up and you must force yourself up and out before your gumption falters. Its one of those moments where you brace yourself as you close your eyes and with exhilaration, wait for a reaction.
          
          I might have screamed at my desk. Maybe, just a little. 
          
          Yet, its a start. Its a start of something new, a step in the "right" direction for 2020. I haven't placed that many goals on myself, just plans and ideas that I can easily swallow instead of choking on new year resolutions. Baby steps, right? 
          
          Yeah. I think I got this.

@thyhollowedmoon Hi there, I just wanted to drop in and give a thanks for following me. However you found me in this massive swarm of a database. And also, welcome to Wattpad! Or should I say welcome back to Wattpad? You strike me as someone who may have had experience on here already.  
          
          I also hope 2020 will be "the" year, and that you'll get to spread large, bold, wings. So here's to a great 2020! 

I used to write. Creatively, that is. I was young and into different (boyband) fan-fictions, but slowly I grew out of said universe(s). Mind you, I wrote fan-fiction roughly twenty years ago. And since then, I've namely kept myself to myself. These days I'm left with writer's version of ADD and I struggle to get my mind back on track. 
          
          I have myself still up on deviantArt, although that's more poetry than anything. I haven't updated that page with anything of substance in years. I have a creative writing journal on Dreamwidth, and have dabbled outlining and brewing the beginnings of short stories there within the past year but... nothing I feel comfortable in sharing, not yet.  I'm not ready.
          
          And upon reflection, maybe 2020 will be "the" year I suddenly break forth my quiet, hardened shell and start sharing all the worlds I see and sense. It takes courage, to venture out of the familiar and into something totally uninhibited and wild.  
          
          So I ask that you bear with me, this page and its growth. I leave this decade within a cocoon, and if comfortable, will develop the courage to be lured into the great unknown.