Drabble Rock; February 28, 2023
miserable Why was love such a miserable feeling? A better question would have been: was love the source of Shanza’s present misery, or was it the rain that was pounding down relentlessly, soaking him to the skin? No, it was definitely love’s fault. After all, but for the love of the woman traipsing down the… Continue reading
Monday Motivations; Lesson Learned
Hello friends and welcome to another multitudinous week of writing. Friends, I’m not off to a great start today. I awoke at four am in a cold sweat, as one so often does when they realize they’d utterly forgotten to complete a time sensitive task. I leapt out of bed and ran to my computer… Continue reading
The Ballad of Mercy May #0034
Previous is creeping steadily westward across the sky, casting a warm, orange glow around the otherwise cold stone streets. How much longer does she have before it sinks fully beyond the horizon? How likely is it that a resident (assuming she could even find one) would offer her a place to stay the night? Swallowing… Continue reading
Shameless Self-Promotion Friday; Podcast Edition
Its here! I’m not going to sit here and pretend that this was a long time coming, or a deeply held ambition finally realized, or even that I worked really hard on it. I mean, I did work hard, but honestly, the most difficult part was overcoming my nerves and my own anxiety about sharing… Continue reading
Am I Even Still A Writer
Hello friends and welcome to another distracted edition of Just Another Struggling Writer. I’m just another struggling writer. Friends, the last seven days have been busy. A good kind of busy, but also a holy-hell-I’m-tired kind of busy. A this-might-be-my-life-for-the-foreseeable future kind of busy. After last week’s public plea seeking feedback on what creative content… Continue reading
The Ballad of Mercy May #0033
Previous of an angel blowing into an imaginary (or perhaps since stolen) horn. The City of Angels, the unseen guest in her head had called this place. Could it really be true that the gods had once walked this land? If so, where were they now, and why had this one proud bastion of civilization… Continue reading
Drabble Rock; February 21, 2023
glimpse Mhazara shifted in the chair she was tied to, her shoulders aching. “I don’t know how the Gift is supposed to work,” she said, annoyed by the whole situation, “but mine doesn’t do what you’re asking. I can’t read people’s minds. If I’m lucky I get a glimpse of what they’re feeling at any… Continue reading
Monday Motivations; Bullrush
Hello friends and welcome to another headlong week of writing. Last week I actually didn’t get a lot of words done. A huge part of that is because I’ve been majorly blocked on my current scene and spinning my wheels ended up getting the anxiety gears going. I began asking myself: am I really up… Continue reading
The Ballad of Mercy May #0032
Previous supposes if desperation truly took hold, she could seek shelter in one of the many empty buildings (assuming they were truly empty, of course), but, then, what would she do for food? She lacks other resources as well, such as proper clothing and shoes, and if her reception at the gate is any indication,… Continue reading
Fiction Friday; How Do You Read?
Hello friends! Today is Friday and that normally means a blog about my current read of week, but alas though I have started TWO new books this week, I don’t think I’m deep enough into either of them to talk about them yet. So, instead, I’m going to talk about the three major reading mediums… Continue reading
Kerry Share’s love for writing started, as it so often does, as a love of reading at an early age. At age 11 she wrote her first short story, a Harry Potter knockoff of dubious quality, and her love for creative expression was born. Throughout her teen years she continued to foster that passion through derivative work, and at 23 she turned her eye to original fiction.
Now in her thirties, having taken a break from creative endeavors to cope with an ever changing life and landscape, she is determined to make her dream of a writing career reality.