Under the Quill

Under the Quill

For nearly two and a half years, I’ve been frequenting these secret societies, where everyone dons a funny hat and picks up a quill pen, then delves deep into the human condition, trying to unravel the mysteries of life. Continue reading Under the Quill

The Road to Whiteface Mountain

The Road to Whiteface Mountain

As an aspiring novelist, I devoted my Saturday to creating fictional scenes that celebrate the Northern Lights. I wrote most of the climax for my first book, and with each suspenseful word, I became more excited to embark on the journey to becoming a published author. Continue reading The Road to Whiteface Mountain