Posts about writing and the angst thereof. Because it is all angst, all the time and if you say otherwise you are lying.


I had someone tell me once that my writing and my beadwork seemed to be along the same lines– everything meticulously chosen and ordered.  Well, first of all, that’s an amazing compliment and I definitely took it to heart  … Continue Reading →

Zero, Twenty-Two

As in that in that new thing I just had published.  You can read it right here on Strange Constellations.  Why would you do that? Well, maybe you like fighter pilots.  How about tarot? As in card game, oddly enough. … Continue Reading →

Quiet AF: The Fuckening

I mentioned this blog wasn’t work safe, right? It’s kind of not work safe. Write! is still working out great and the company still hasn’t paid me a cent for saying this.  I’m just that happy with the service.  I… Continue Reading →

Quiet AF

I don’t think my third time trying Scrivener has worked out after all. If I’m right— and I fear that this one time that I was so sure I could make it work that I actually paid for it is,… Continue Reading →

What? It’s A Good Hat.

I got a request to go over my methods from an unexpected source.  In the interests of satisfying their curiosity, here’s a summary of what it’s like being me when I have my writer hat on. Step One: Bunnies >… Continue Reading →

So, Let Me Tell You Something Awesome

Besides an amazing coach, I also have a kickass editor.  Trust me, I need one.  The gentleman who was supposed to teach my class to use commas did it wrong on purpose.  Of course, my class in school was supposedly… Continue Reading →

“Edge of Everything” is out now!

You can buy it, and a lot of other cool stories, here.  Or here. I talked about what happened while writing “Edge of Everything” in this post and this other one. None of them mention the fact I wrote almost… Continue Reading →

Three Stories

I. I get the idea looking over a book of literary criticism of another book I’ve never actually read.  I do read it.  I’m not disappointed exactly.  I knew going in that I had my own idea.  I try writing… Continue Reading →

“Don’t do the thing.” / *continues to do the thing*

I was tempted to open this post up with “I don’t learn well”, but that might not be exactly true.  Some things I learn very well.  Someone could show me a new bead stitch today and I’d be getting into… Continue Reading →

Obligatory New Year’s Post

Little late for a New Year’s post, but it turns out one of my roommate’s has a tradition of cleaning ALL OF THE THINGS on the first.  I was down with that.  It kind of took all day and we… Continue Reading →

Halloween Short: Half A Smile

Standalone Half A Smile Words: ~3,000 Rating: R Warnings: Violence, Blood, Gore Version 1.2     When she sees the girl for the first time, she’s naked, dirty and thin, just like all of the other human furniture.  There are… Continue Reading →

I Have Been Absolved, Part II

Continuing on from last week… I’ve been having people tell me my character’s are appealing, even loveable, for years.  I would never begrudge those compliments.  In fact, they’ve gotten me through a lot of my revisions.  But, something I learned… Continue Reading →

I Have Been Absolved And You Can Be Too

It’s actually really fun and the best part is you have the power to absolve yourself.  But, just in case you’re like me and you don’t believe that you have that power… -Kas Roth, Literary Engineer No, it’s not from… Continue Reading →

Inevitability and Writing Coaches

When I was six years old, I fell outside at recess and sprained my ankle.  I chose not to tell anyone and I walked on that sprain for two days before my mother noticed I couldn’t put my ankle down… Continue Reading →


I picked up beading much faster than I picked up writing.  I’ve only been able to tell a more or less coherent story from beginning to end for a few years.  Of course, I’ve only been beading for a few… Continue Reading →

Love, Hate, Tortitude & Other Terrible Things

So, the cat previously mentioned has adjusted well to her new home, by which I mean she’s now convinced this house is hers, as it should be. Let’s call her Terrible, since any cat who stands on the table and… Continue Reading →

A Post About A Needle Case

As kind of a follow-up/response/thought sprung from this post, I want to talk about my Stupid Expensive Needle Case. Like I said in my comment over there, of course hammers bring me joy.  I love smashing things.  Sure, I could… Continue Reading →

Something I Tried To Do In 2015 That Didn’t Work Out

So, the system I’ve been using to keep track of drafts and chapters and installments was perilously outdated.  All of my writing lived on my computer and got backed up onto a detachable hard drive.  The cloud was not involved…. Continue Reading →

Hey, did I ever tell you about the time…?

That. Just that. The thing I just said. Did I ever tell you about the time? Apparently, I say that a lot, or so I was informed– cheerfully, I should disclaim –at my holiday party for work. And yes, it… Continue Reading →

Jealous of Roses 01-002: Welcome To My Parlor

Jealous of Roses Arc 01: Blind Hearts Story 002: Welcome To My Parlor Verson 3.0 by SWL, M Raoulee et al. Rated: PG   Alexandra Duclos had cancelled her appointments for that morning as soon as she’d laid eyes on… Continue Reading →

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