Procrastination Nation

I figured it was time I wrote a little something here, but then again I could just be putting off working on the novel. Shhh! šŸ˜‰

Things haven’t changed much since I updated last. I’m still feeling incredibly grateful for all of the support I’ve gotten, and blown away by people actually buying my silly book. Friends keep posting photos of it on Facebook, and I’m just like, “Whaaaat? Is this real life?” So cool.

Writing has been kinda slow going, but it’s not at a stand still. Yay for the small things right? I think I might have figured out a schedule that will work for me when it comes to balancing working on short stories (all I ever want to work on) and the novel. We’ll see. I’m a rebel by nature, and every time I try to abide by any set schedule I shirk it as quickly as I can. Heh.

I’ve made big decisions about the novel that are going to takeĀ lotsĀ of work, but I think it will be better off for it in the end. At least I hope so.Ā 

I haven’t been drawing or painting as much as I’d like. My well of ideas seems to have dried up for the time being, and that’s okay. I’ve done a few sketches a week, but nothing serious. It’ll come back to me when it’s right.Ā 

I bought a set of Prismacolor Colored Pencils, so it’s been neat trying them out. Between them and watercolors, I have had plenty of moments where I’ve wondered what the hell I’m doing bothering at all, but I keep reminding myself that I’m not going to be good the first few times I use them. Just like anything else, it takes practice. Learning new mediums is fun, but challenging.Ā 

Truth be told, I am pretty sure that my true love is going to be painting. Currently, I only do it digitally, but it’s by far my favorite way to create art. I guess I should buy painting supplies instead of drawing ones, but what can I say? I like pushing myself to do things I’m not so good at instead of things I’m better at. I dunno if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.Ā 

Anyway, I should stop procrastinating and get back to work on the book. It ain’t gonna write itself. Love to you all.

Also! If you have a Nook, click hereĀ to download COMPENDIUM for free! Have a Kobo device? Click here!

Procrastination Nation

I figured it was time I wrote a little something here, but then again I could just be putting off working on the novel. Shhh! šŸ˜‰

Things haven’t changed much since I updated last. I’m still feeling incredibly grateful for all of the support I’ve gotten, and blown away by people actually buying my silly book. Friends keep posting photos of it on Facebook, and I’m just like, “Whaaaat? Is this real life?” So cool.

Writing has been kinda slow going, but it’s not at a stand still. Yay for the small things right? I think I might have figured out a schedule that will work for me when it comes to balancing working on short stories (all I ever want to work on) and the novel. We’ll see. I’m a rebel by nature, and every time I try to abide by any set schedule I shirk it as quickly as I can. Heh.

I’ve made big decisions about the novel that are going to takeĀ lotsĀ of work, but I think it will be better off for it in the end. At least I hope so.Ā 

I haven’t been drawing or painting as much as I’d like. My well of ideas seems to have dried up for the time being, and that’s okay. I’ve done a few sketches a week, but nothing serious. It’ll come back to me when it’s right.Ā 

I bought a set of Prismacolor Colored Pencils, so it’s been neat trying them out. Between them and watercolors, I have had plenty of moments where I’ve wondered what the hell I’m doing bothering at all, but I keep reminding myself that I’m not going to be good the first few times I use them. Just like anything else, it takes practice. Learning new mediums is fun, but challenging.Ā 

Truth be told, I am pretty sure that my true love is going to be painting. Currently, I only do it digitally, but it’s by far my favorite way to create art. I guess I should buy painting supplies instead of drawing ones, but what can I say? I like pushing myself to do things I’m not so good at instead of things I’m better at. I dunno if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.Ā 

Anyway, I should stop procrastinating and get back to work on the book. It ain’t gonna write itself. Love to you all.

Also! If you have a Nook, click hereĀ to download COMPENDIUM for free! Have a Kobo device? Click here!

Wonderful, Terrible Reviews: Compendium by Roxie Prince

woteth:

I donā€™t have a witty way to open this review, and all I can say is that I feel very fortunate to have been given a chance to read Compendium, the horror novelette written by Roxie Prince.

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I guess I want to open up by saying this book is fantastic. Itā€™s a grouping of short stories all…

The lovely Kas over at Wonderful, Terrible Things has reviewed my book. I’ll be honest, this made me cry. She runs a phenomenal horror blog, and I trust no one’s opinion on everything horror more than hers, so for her to have liked my book so much feels like the highest honor.

I can’t even find the words, and that is a rare occurance. šŸ™‚

Wonderful, Terrible Reviews: Compendium by Roxie Prince

Wonderful, Terrible Reviews: Compendium by Roxie Prince

woteth:

I donā€™t have a witty way to open this review, and all I can say is that I feel very fortunate to have been given a chance to read Compendium, the horror novelette written by Roxie Prince.

image

I guess I want to open up by saying this book is fantastic. Itā€™s a grouping of short stories all…

The lovely Kas over at Wonderful, Terrible Things has reviewed my book. I’ll be honest, this made me cry. She runs a phenomenal horror blog, and I trust no one’s opinion on everything horror more than hers, so for her to have liked my book so much feels like the highest honor.

I can’t even find the words, and that is a rare occurance. šŸ™‚

Wonderful, Terrible Reviews: Compendium by Roxie Prince

Another Thought…

This is probably going to sound lame, but one of the very best things about finally being published is that I no longer have to feel dumb about telling people I’m a writer.Ā 

Since I am unable to work due to my health issues, the bane of my existence for my entire adult life has been the question, “What do you do?” There have been far too many times that question has brought me to suicidal thoughts, as awful as that is to say. I got to where I avoided any and all situations where I might encounter that question in any form or fashion because it just tore me up so badly.Ā 

My partner would always tell me that I should answer that I’m a writer, but I felt silly doing that because there were actually times when I had the courage to say it only to be confronted with something along the lines of, “Oh! What have you written?” Which actually means, “What have you published?”

No one is interested inĀ what you’re writing, justĀ where your writing is. If they aren’t a writerĀ themselves, they don’t truly believe you’re one unless you’ve got credentials. They don’t understand that you actually have to write before anything else can happen, but I digress.

Anyway, now when someone asks me what I do, I don’t have to shrink in fear and contemplate burrowing under the biggest rock I can find. Instead, I can proudly answer, “I’m a writer.”

And that tastes so fucking sweet.

Another Thought…

This is probably going to sound lame, but one of the very best things about finally being published is that I no longer have to feel dumb about telling people I’m a writer.Ā 

Since I am unable to work due to my health issues, the bane of my existence for my entire adult life has been the question, “What do you do?” There have been far too many times that question has brought me to suicidal thoughts, as awful as that is to say. I got to where I avoided any and all situations where I might encounter that question in any form or fashion because it just tore me up so badly.Ā 

My partner would always tell me that I should answer that I’m a writer, but I felt silly doing that because there were actually times when I had the courage to say it only to be confronted with something along the lines of, “Oh! What have you written?” Which actually means, “What have you published?”

No one is interested inĀ what you’re writing, justĀ where your writing is. If they aren’t a writerĀ themselves, they don’t truly believe you’re one unless you’ve got credentials. They don’t understand that you actually have to write before anything else can happen, but I digress.

Anyway, now when someone asks me what I do, I don’t have to shrink in fear and contemplate burrowing under the biggest rock I can find. Instead, I can proudly answer, “I’m a writer.”

And that tastes so fucking sweet.