Chase Your Magic!
“If a little dreaming is dangerous, the cure for it is not to dream less but to dream more, to dream all the time.” –Marcel Proust
Wild Moontides was born from obsession. In its basic form, it is an obsession with storytelling. To loved ones, it is just that, a strange quirk, nothing more. For me, it has evolved into a driving thirst that results in grandiose projects, strange discoveries, wild dreams, and the occasional hastily erected shrine. Come along as I impulsively pursue all manner of literary ecstasies and plan elaborate escapades and forays into all things reading, writing, and publishing (along with occasional witchcraft).
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LATEST POSTS
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Inappropriate Purchases and Writing Styles: The Impulse Shopper
I wandered through Seaside, Oregon, on an unusually hot and muggy day. Now, on the coast, hot and muggy go hand in hand, but we have the good fortune in the Pacific Northwest to not have many unbearably hot days where the ocean meets land. Jump over the Cascades, and it is an entirely different
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Late Nights with Whiskey and The Bell Jar
So, you know those moments when you clear your calendar so that you can get a bunch of work done? In my case, those days never work. Not ever. Not even once. Do you want to know the pathetic part? I still attempt them. Instead, I wind up doing something off-task and strange in my
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The day in which I steal a pen from a church and promptly go to hell.
We all have fears. They eat away at us, a little bit at a time. I decided to share my writing journal today, the spiral notebook one, the one I never share with anybody. Ever. I’m sharing because it is a part of who I am as a writer and I want you to see
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Strange Things I Stumbled Upon During Late-Night Book Research
1. Before his film career, Benedict Cumberbatch earned a living posing with prehistoric animals for size comparison. Before his film career, Benedict Cumberbatch earned a living posing with prehistoric animals for size comparison. 2. This is what if feels like to be stung by a box jellyfish. 3. I learned if a crow can fly
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The Primary Law of Writing
Let me paint the picture for you. It is a warm, sunny afternoon; the kind that should be spent in a comfortable chair, sipping a gin and tonic and reading a book. I, naturally, am wandering the aisles of my sister-in-law’s bookstore while we discuss our next crazy reading idea and shelve books. Is anyone
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