Writing Prompt #107

It’s Writing Prompt Day!

In the continuing theme of inspiration, I offer you this:

Dark Forest, England

It is my goal to go back to previous prompts and start writing flash fictions again, so why don’t you join me? ūüėČ Be sure to link your creations in the comments or on your own page so we can all admire them!

Happy Writing!


Quote of the Week for a New Year

Happy 2018, my friends!

It seems that I’ve had to “get back on track” a lot lately. ¬†So, in (yet another) effort to do this, I’m going to start of this new year off right with one of my favorite quotes in the hopes that it will inspire.DoSomethingTodayEach step in the right direction, no matter how big or small, will draw us closer to where we want to be.

Wishing you a wonderful and productive New Year!  xx, Rach


The Passing of Another Year

goodbyeGoodbye, 2017.

You were among my favorites of the past decade, and although I will be sad to see you go, I’m looking forward to what the new you will bring. ¬†Each new year is like a new Doctor (from Doctor Who) – same old thing under a new coat of paint.

I didn’t accomplish all the goals I set for myself (I didn’t even come close with some of them), but that just means I’ll have to reevaluate them for the new year. ¬†As I’ve mentioned a time or two before, I don’t care for resolutions. ¬†I’ve set a number of goals throughout the year and made more headway because I believe you can make changes, reach for your dreams, and achieve anything you want any time of the year.

The mark of a new year only makes the goal setting easier as a jumping off point.

I like to start a new year doing something I enjoy as a way of marking the occasion in positive manner. ¬†I have to work tonight, but it’s my plan to come home and write, even if just for a little while.

You may laugh, seeing that my blog has been so ignored these past few months, but¬†I¬†have been writing, I swear. ¬†Cullen&WardenClick here to see how my Dragon Age¬†obsession is working its magic. ūüėČ ¬†This is a non-canonical story that I didn’t even plot out and it’s currently sitting at 31k words. ¬†Seriously. ¬†And what’s worse (or not) is that I’m probably only about half way done. ¬†((giggles wildly)) ¬†It’s all this picture’s fault, by the way. –>

I had planned on doing a “looking back” post, but Facebook is great at reminding us of where we were a year or seven ago, and a new year is about looking forward. ¬†It’s nice to be reminded of our victories and our defeats as they can compel us to strive for better, for more, and we shouldn’t forget them, but we shouldn’t linger on them either. ¬†Unlike the Doctor, we can’t go back in time and change events, and really, all those little things, good and bad, make us who we are with our own unique perspective.

I try to be positive here, and although my Quote Mondays have been rather sparse, most of them are about chasing your dreams, making each day count, blah blah blah, etc.. but I mean each and every one. ūüėČ Each new day is an opportunity, and a new year offers us a bigger canvas. ¬†So make big goals, the kind that would make you laugh were you to accomplish them. ¬†Make little ones that will help you get closer to that big one.

Just keep dreaming!  Keep reaching!

So, hello, 2018!

I hope you’re a good one!

Happy New Year, my friends!

Have fun and be safe and see you next year!

xx, Rach

Writing Prompt #106

Yes. ¬†It’s true. ¬†Your eyes do not deceive you.

Two posts in two days.

It’s Wednesday, and while I know it’s been some time, Wednesdays equal Writing Prompt Days! ¬†Remember? ūüėČ ¬†This one made me giggle.


I see a couple of people bracing against a door with an incoming horde threatening to overwhelm them. ¬†I’m not sure why, but as we know, our minds are unusual things.

So, are you feeling inspired?  Please be sure to share your work so we can all enjoy!

Happy Writing!

Quote Monday on a Tuesday

Well, hello!

I’m not going to make excuses for how absent I’ve been here. ¬†I mean I could mention how busy work has been now that I’ve been promoted, and how my days off were scattered and inconsistent. ¬†I could mention how it’s time for yet another move and all the stress and prep that goes into that…but I won’t.

Times flies whether you’re having fun or not, and suddenly it’s the middle of October and you’re feeling a bit concerned because of how little you have to show considering nearly another year has passed. ¬†I had such big plans at the beginning of the year too.

The only way to get back on track and refocus my attention is by getting back to the routine I once cherished and held dear. ¬†Sooo, let’s get back to one of my favorite things, quotes!


I have to find a way of reconciling my new schedule. ¬†I must find a balance between the day job, the dream job, and everything else. ¬†I’ve said “one day” more often than I’d like to admit recently, and I don’t care for how it feels.

How have you balanced your life and found time to do the thing you love?

A Ramble, Because Sometimes It’s What We Need To Do

Here we are again, another silent month has passed by.

About a month ago I went on my first vacation since…honestly, I can’t remember when. ¬†I should be able to remember a vacation, even with my faulty memory, so clearly it’s been too long. ¬†Unfortunately, it wasn’t so much a vacation as an excuse to visit our old stomping grounds and eat. ¬†Our family just happens to live there as well. ūüėČ


The whole reason, initially, for the trip was the Avenged Sevenfold and Metallica concert. Trying to squeeze too much in before leaving town caused us to be late, and an hour and a half to park caused us to miss Avenged all together.  How utterly disappointing.  The Sis had never seen Metallica, so at least there was that.

There was lots of sleeping, eating, laughing, and general relaxation.  All much needed.

Then there was Disneyland. ¬†Oh, my happy place. ¬†The first year The Sis and I arrived in Los Angeles we got passes and utilized them to the fullest. ¬†I’d say, without exaggeration, we visited the parks or just Downtown Disney once a week, every week, for the whole year. ¬†After we rescued our furkids, Disneyland became a distant memory. ¬†Five years. ¬†That’s a long time to go without.

Highlights of the day:

1) Getting massively soaked on the Grizzly River Run water ride and having to walk around for hours with clingy jeans.  Ew.

2) Shaking after riding the new Guardians of the Galaxy ride, which used to be the Tower of Terror. ¬†I knew what I was getting into, and yet, I rode it again. ¬†It’s sort of a blur because I was screaming like a loon and clenching onto whatever was in reach for dear life, i.e. my brother’s pant leg.

3) Having cocktails like grown-ups in Disneyland because it always makes me feel like I’m misbehaving.

4) Running into Thor and having him admonish me for “wearing the wrong tunic”. ¬†I’m a Cap girl. ūüėČ

5) Watching my brother’s girlfriend dance along side one of the hotrods from Cars only to be told to stop. ¬†Ha!

6) Waiting for an unreasonable amount of time to meet Captain America because the cast members were excited to learn I have a Cap shield as part of my geek tattoo and encouraged me to take a picture. ¬†He was adorable and stayed in character which allowed me to live out a minor fantasy. ūüėČ I met Steve Rogers!!

Non-highlight of the whole trip…having my car broken into and our bags stolen. ¬†When I

went out to the car in the morning to load up more stuff, I stared at the window in doe-eyed wonder. ¬†It didn’t register what had happened for like 12.7 seconds. Yes,¬†thankfully¬†it was only material things, but unfortunately, many of those items were irreplaceable. ¬†Andthe¬†kicker, of course my insurance didn’t cover anything, even the windows. ¬†It left me depressed for about aweek. ¬†I don’t spend a lot of money on myself, and so the things I lost had taken years to accumulate, and in an instant it was all gone*, including my new prescription glasses that I bought without insurance. ¬†Slight upon slight. ¬†(*This was before Harvey, you know, to give you some perspective.)

When we returned home, we had the annual crazy adventure known as Gishwhes. Unfortunately, our state of mind did not allow us to dig in and accomplish as much as we normally do. ¬†With the knowledge that this may be the last hunt ever, we were disappointed that we couldn’t contribute more.


On a positive note, upon returning to work I was offered a promotion. ¬†I’m now an assistant manager at a job I like. ¬†And because my new friends/coworkers felt so bad about what happened, they took up a small collection to help offset some of the cost to replace those stolen goods. ¬†I cried.

So that was the first two weeks of August, the other two…huh. ¬†What have I been doing?! ¬†I’ve been working weird shifts, I’ve been cooking more, and there’s been lots of Game of Thrones, but two more weeks have passed in a blur. ¬†I guess time flies whether you’re having fun or not. ūüėČ

As for my writing, I’ve barely written a word. ¬†I’m trying to find balance on this new path, and find a new story to be passionate about – something that drives me to “want” to sit at my computer after staring at one at work during the day. ¬†Yes, I know, I’m supposed to show up with or without my muse, but right now I’m not even sure what story to tell. ¬†It sort of sounds bad to say this out loud, but I kind of want to write some new fan fiction. ¬†Any writing is good writing, right?

I hope you’ve all been well! ¬†I’ve missed you!

Quote Monday

So I happened upon my insights page and compared what I’ve done this year (so far) to the three years prior and the results are dismal. The first year I really took to blogging, I posted 164. ¬†The next year, which saw a great increase of interaction with the outside world, I posted only 112. ¬†Then last year, I posted 118. ¬†Can you imagine with my lulls of inactivity where I might be sitting this year?


Yep.  21 posts (now 22) in seven months.  ((sigh))  Wow.

If those are the results of my blogging, I don’t even want to know what that might mean for my writing.

I set goals for myself at the beginning of the year (last year had proven productive, for the most part), and I wanted to keep that enthusiasm going. ¬†I’m now reevaluating those goals as I’m certain I’m going to fall short at the rate I’m crawling.

How did this happen?!

I may need to reevaluate a few other things as well.  I saw this quote and decided it may be the best way to get motivated again.


What are your motivational/goal achieving tricks?

What To Do In The In-Between Time

IdeaLightBulb(jeffbullassite)Draft after draft. ¬†Rewrite after rewrite. ¬†Sometimes it feels like all we’re doing is writing in circles.

When you need a break from your beloved, it’s hard to decide what to do in that downtime. ¬†I know I’m usually at a loss. ¬†I try to find a new story idea, or consider rewriting one of my other screenplays, but sometimes you just need to do different work for the same story.

Bang2Write is a great resource for writers, and if you aren’t subscribing to Lucy V Hay’s site, as a screenwriter I would recommend it. ¬†I have found loads of truly useful information, like the following – 7 Useful Things You Can Do Between Drafts.

Using my sci-fi pilot, The Demeter as an example, I’ll go through the steps and show you what I’m thinking about in my own downtime.

  1. Compare/Contrast to “Like” stories – Like the Doctor of Doctor Who, I want my human protagonist to not hold any immediate prejudice because of what an alien might look like (although easier said than done. We humans scare easily.). ¬†The video game Mass Effect inspired the idea behind the human/alien interactions and romance options. ¬†It’s unlike shows such as Firefly because not all the characters are human and not all stories are about human problems. ¬†Star Wars and Star Trek are obvious go-tos, but other than the military connection, which won’t be overly used until season 2, I want to stay away from any ideas influenced by either.
  2. Think it Over – The pilot needs to foreshadow more of the ideas I have for the first season. ¬†In addition to a different opening scene, I need to show the “shady” nature of the ship’s captain so the viewer is unsure for some time whether or not he can be trusted. ¬†Early feedback suggested I integrate an image of where the show “might” go aka Battlestar Galactica always showed Earth as the final destination. ¬†Where do I want the show to go?
  3. Work on Craft РFeedback also recommended I adjust the pacing.  Determine the best course to improve this.
  4. Make Contacts – Besides social media…think outside the box on making contact with those in the industry – Meetups, retreats (within reason), writer’s groups?
  5. Feedback РBuild relationships of give and take.  Giving feedback will help my writing as well.  Get back on Zoetrope.
  6. Submission Strategy – I’m already using a calendar to keep track of contest deadlines, but could be better arranged for the whole year. ¬†FilmFreeway is a good resource to use more fully. ¬†Get more than one script ready for submission.
  7. Nothing. ¬†Relax…for a minute. ūüėČ

I hope you find this information as useful as I did.  Happy Writing!

What Happens in Vegas Gets Blogged

Ladies night out.

In Vegas this is not an unusual occurrence. ¬†There were at least 4 brides-to-be among the crowd. ¬†But for me, well, that’s another story. ¬†This is how it all began…

A young lady at work asks, “What are you doing Thursday night?”

I answer sort of skeptically because generally, I’m a flake, “This Thursday? ¬†Nothing? ¬†Why?”

“Wanna see some half naked men?”

I blink. ¬†“Uh, yeah.”


The ladies in our events department were given free tickets to the Thunder from Down Under. ¬†For those of you unfamiliar with the show, it’s like Chippendales, with accents. ¬†Well-muscled men dance and flex and pretty much tease the crowd into a frenzy of handsy, screaming, lose your inhibitions (mostly) women.

It’s a good time.

We ended up at what now seems like a strategically placed table, and for some reason The Sis and I ended up at the front of it. ¬†In the line of fire, so to speak. ¬†So it really should come as no surprise, but totally did, that for the first “grab a woman and drag her up on stage” moment, I was chosen.

Uh oh.

The seasoned dancer, “Alexander” was a big and burly guy with a full man beard, and was thankfully as tall as I was. ¬†(You’ll understand why this is important later.) ¬†Many of the other guys were quite slight in comparison. ¬†He spun me around and made gestures that made the women squeal. ¬†It was all a blur except for one thought, “Heels, don’t fail me now!”

He tells me to “relax”.

All right. ¬†I know I’m at a show that induces women to forget themselves, and asks them to check their reserve at the door, but at this point, I had only had one drink. ¬†And I’m half English. ¬†This is about as relaxed as you, Alexander, are gonna get.

He sits me in a swivel chair and continues to dance, thrust, and gesture. ¬†I’m like a deer in the headlights, not quite sure what to do. ¬†I try to find my friends beyond the blinding light, and I can see hints of them waving their arms and screaming in encouragement.

I decide to ham it up.

I’m uncomfortable, and am one of those girls who would rather make conversation than feel them up. ¬†This is their job. ¬†Yes, they’re gorgeous, and sexy, and have accents, but do I really want to slide my hands up and down their sweaty flesh in front of a bunch of strangers?! ¬†Well, when I put it that way…


He tells me to relax, again.

I kind of what to yell at him that I am.

Another blur of seconds pass, and he tells me to hold on tight. ¬†Ah, crap. ¬†He’s going to attempt to pick me up. ¬†And he does. ¬†(At 6 feet tall, this is a huge bonus as pretty much everyone I know is unable to do this. ¬†I swoon a little inside.) ¬†I think I had my eyes squeezed tight out of fear, and clung onto him like a baby monkey, so it came as a surprise when he laid me down upon the stage.

More dancing happens. ¬†All I can hear are the women screaming. ¬†I’m sort of shell shocked.

He flips me over onto my stomach and I pose. ¬†The ladies laugh. ¬†After a few more moves, it’s over. ¬†My heels are still a burden as he helps me up and embraces me in a sweaty hug and kisses my cheek. ¬†I think I thanked him. ¬†For what I’m not sure. ¬†The memories?

He helps me navigate the stairs, because I’m both unnerved and embarrassed, and I fall back into my seat desperate for my drink.

My friends love the whole thing. ¬†Later in the ladies room, I hear some of the women talking about me. ¬†One of them tells me I should’ve taken more advantage of Alexander. ¬†I kind of laugh it off, but I’m reassured by the fact that none of the other women taken up on stage did any groping either.

Maybe it’s that thing of having the spotlight on you when you haven’t sought it out. ¬†You’re not prepared, you’re unsure.

Overall, it was a memorable evening.  There was a lot of laughter and I bonded with some of the ladies I work with.  The next day it was THE topic of discussion.  They had told everyone.  Even the GM had a few jokes for me.

So, you might be wondering what this has to do with anything I normally talk about here…well, the dancer sort of looked like a Dragon Age character, or two. ūüėČ ¬†He’s the third from the left, but I’m intrigued by the Chris Evans look-a-like who was sadly absent that evening. ¬†Also, as the name of my blog suggests, I have a terrible memory, so what happens not only in Vegas, but anywhere really, goes viral, as a reminder. ūüėČ