Category: The Cat’s Quill
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Starting Small Again
I didn’t go back to the whole story. Just the two people who made me want to write it.
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What I’m doing Instead of Restarting
Lately I’ve been feeling that quiet tug to start over–especially since last week when talking about my own novel. And it’s not actually a dramatic urge. Not where I hit the delete button and scrape all the character growth and personalities and begin with a blank slate, more thought-out plan. No it’s just a steady…
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When My Writing Stops Sounding Like Me
Over the past few days I’ve had a lot of time to think about my novel. Not in that excited way I used to—where scenes would play out in my head and i couldn’t wait to put pen to paper. It’s more of that quieter—heavier, kind of thought. Almost as if I’m the beta reader…
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When Interest Comes and Goes
Lately, I’ve noticed a recurring theme with me–something I don’t talk about very often. My interest comes and goes, kinda like a wave in the ocean. It’s not dramatic. It’s not even because I’m overwhelmed or burned out. Honestly there isn’t a big reason behind it. Nothing was truly wrong. It’s just that there are…
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What Remains – The Final Post ♡
On Love Quietly- A February Series As February is winding down, there’s no big feeling waiting at the end of it. No final realization. No spotlight suddenly shining down like they do in movies and TV shows to show that everything is in place. Just that quiet awareness. After a month heavily inspired by love–…
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After the Noise
On Love Quietly- A February Series The excitement of the day passes and everything about the world falls quiet once more. The flowers start to fade. Displays start disappearing. The post holiday sale on candy goes up. By the time the morning of the 15th arrives, February 14th already feels like a distant memory– like…
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February 14th
On Love Quietly- A February Series February 14 always seems to get louder than the rest of the month. Flowers at grocery store entrances. Heart-shaped displays taking the place of ordinary things. Reservations filling up weeks in advance. Social feeds slowly turn more into highlight reels of dinners, gifts, and carefully chosen words. The day…
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When Love Has Nowhere To Go (For Now)
On Love Quietly- A February Series There are some types of love that don’t end in answers. They’re not resolved neatly or fade into the background on command. They llinger–just barely in frame–weaving themselves into ordinary moments disguised as neutral. A well traveled street. Some songs we didn’t want to hear. And a thought that…
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Staying, Even When It’s Imperfect
On Love Quietly- A February Series Love between people is rarely simple and clean as we hope it to be. Even when it’s real. Even when it’s clearly mutual. Even when it’s built with care. Misunderstanding. They slip in quietly, unsuspecting and innocent. Conversations don’t land the way we mean them too. Silences that seem…
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Learning to Be Gentle
On Love Quietly- A February Series Loving ourselves is one phrase that is simple when you say it until you’re actually trying to do it. It’s often said, with incredible confidence– just love yourself, as if you snap your fingers and you’ve magically decided you should. But in practicality, it’s rarely that clear cut. Loving…
