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There is a story of Ray Bradbury’s that lives just under my skin, ready to be brought out at any time to be marveled at, nodded in agreement with, and used as a reminder. It’s not fiction; it’s an anecdote from his childhood. It’s about having a hero and abandoning him. From Zen in the…
If you’re looking for motivation and inspiration, following other creators on social media and their blogs can be a great way to feed your soul. Their work keeps you in touch with the beauty others are creating, reminding you what’s possible to you and giving you fuel for your struggle, while their striving shows you…
All I ever wanted in life was to tell stories. To make up big, wonderful, grand adventures and get lost in them. That’s it. Growing up, I put reading and writing first. Over everything. And everyone. I decided at age 9 that I didn’t want to have children, and as I got older, that if…
I never used to like graphic novels. I’m a word girl. Most of the time the pictures were distracting and confusing. I couldn’t interpret them properly; I would end up feeling lost, missing half the story. The style of the art often felt dark and impenetrable and I wouldn’t get far before giving up. But…
Kenzi, Lost Girl official bestie and kickass sidekick, is the ultimate Spunky Misfit Girl. Who doesn’t love her style, her attitude, her way with words? She can teach us a lot about courage. 1. Regret is fo suckas, fo suckas, fo suckas. Puta. Spoken first by the great poet Ludacris, of course. This could be…
Haters, prepare to kiss my sexy white booty. I have seen it go down time and time again: Some windy-wallets (read: Victorian slang for pompous windbag) poops all over the Twilight series with whine whine whine about how dumb it all is, and then when I ask which of the books they’ve read, the answer…