I am a would be, wanna be, wish I was writer. Young adult, specifically.
This is the place I keep the things I love, as most do. The things that make me laugh, inspire me, and, most importantly, keep me writing.
I am a procrastinator, a nerdfighter, and a coffee addicted receptionist.
I can feel it. It’s the rain. I thrive in the rain.
I have Andrew Belle playing in my ears, a delicious salad to my right, much needed caffeine to my left, and my scrivener document open in front of me.
@12 months ago with 1 noteWhich means I am sitting in my office (panera) listening to peoples conversations around me instead of typing the one going on in my head.
@1 year ago with 14 notesPrinting a chapter out for writers group.
Eating at Panera and getting some writing in.
Drinking a delicious peppermint white chocolate mocha at the Barnes & Nobel cafe while getting even more writing done.
Writers group! It’s the first time in two weeks that I have been there and I miss it!
@1 year ago with 25 notesAka Panera. Listening to The Hunger Games soundtrack. Getting some good editing in before work. Trying to ignore these two moms complaining about how late their kids sleep in. Convinced I’ll never stop being a teenager.
@1 year ago with 1 noteIt used to be my writing office. Now I’m just going to study for my stats final. I want this class done with so I can get back to writing like a ‘normal’ person.
Oh, and universe, when I say “done with” I mean passed with at least a c.
I hate math.
@1 year ago with 46 notes
I can feel it. It’s the rain. I thrive in the rain.
I have Andrew Belle playing in my ears, a delicious salad to my right, much needed caffeine to my left, and my scrivener document open in front of me.
Aka Panera. Listening to The Hunger Games soundtrack. Getting some good editing in before work. Trying to ignore these two moms complaining about how late their kids sleep in. Convinced I’ll never stop being a teenager.
Which means I am sitting in my office (panera) listening to peoples conversations around me instead of typing the one going on in my head.
It used to be my writing office. Now I’m just going to study for my stats final. I want this class done with so I can get back to writing like a ‘normal’ person.
Oh, and universe, when I say “done with” I mean passed with at least a c.
I hate math.
Printing a chapter out for writers group.
Eating at Panera and getting some writing in.
Drinking a delicious peppermint white chocolate mocha at the Barnes & Nobel cafe while getting even more writing done.
Writers group! It’s the first time in two weeks that I have been there and I miss it!
