I Rather Write Than Talk

I rather write than talk. Of course, I don’t always have a choice.

In social situations, I often wish I was doing something else like writing.

I just want to write. Is that too much to ask for?

I’m in the midst of writing a story. I’m not sure where it’s going exactly, but I feel excited. I’ve been having so much fun following my characters around.

I have every intention to follow them around some more. I know the universe doesn’t always work out according to plan, but a writer can hope for the best.

Honestly, I’m not sure what I’d do if I didn’t write. If I couldn’t.

It’s a lot more fun facing a page than facing a person. There’s no judgement with the former. I can be myself. I don’t have to censor, filter. That’s when I’m at my happiest.

Besides, having an extended conversation with someone can be so much work.


Personal Reflection


Let’s talk. And listen.

Let’s share. Let’s speak.

Let’s blog. Let’s write.

Let’s read. Let’s remember.

Let’s start a conversation today, continue it tomorrow, and keep one going together.


A Reader Pet Peeve

My biggest pet peeve right now as a reader:

When one character calls another character by name more than once in a conversation.

Rarely do I ever use someone’s name when I’m talking to them. And definitely not mutiple times in a conversation.

I’m just being picky. But for some reason this has been bothering me. In certain contexts, not so much. More often than not, I don’t like it.

Creative Writing

A Descending Ascension

“It’s not worth it anymore,” she mumbled.

“So that’s it? After everything—”

“Stop Jake.”

He gripped the railing. “Riley, I’m not blaming you or trying to point fingers.”

A long silence descended upon them.

“I don’t know.” Her voice was quiet.

Jake stood, unmoving. “Okay.”

Riley went down the steps and turned the corner without saying another word.


All I Need To Know About Someone + Chance to Win $1,000

All I really need to know about someone is whether they read or not.

I’m thinking that’s what I’ll ask anyone I meet in university.

The conversation might go a little like this.

“Do you read?”


Herminia walks away.


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WordPress Conversations And Interactions

I don’t know about you, but WordPress conversations are unlike any other conversations I’ve ever had.

It would take forever to list all my reasons on why I love conversing with all of you. Just know that I do.

Here are a few:

You understand me. Or at least try to.

You like what I like. And sometimes detest the same things I do.

You make me smile. You make me laugh. You make me think. You make me question.

Stay awesome, my friends. Thanks for interacting with me.

Cheers to past conversations and to future ones too.

Creative Writing





The pause lasted a second. “You recognize my voice?”

She shut her eyes, blocking out her thoughts. “What do you want?”

“I thought you’d want to talk to me.”

“After twelve years?”

He cleared his throat. “I can explain.”

She wanted to laugh. “Really? I didn’t think you knew how to.”


A profound silence came over the line.

“Are you—”

“I’m still here.”

“I didn’t want to leave. But I had to. It would have been too hard if I stayed.”

She couldn’t believe the next six words that came out of her mouth. “It was hell after you left.”