Max, Erich, and the Summer Novella Challenge

In my final year of high school, we were set a writing prompt: Shooting Stars. We could do whatever we liked with it as long as we had a story at the end with that title. Looking back, Mrs B. must have dreaded my essays. I never was one for taking things at face value and, needless to say, I dismissed out of hand the common classroom themes of wish fulfilment. That essay is finally coming of age this summer.

Why I Write

A lot of people don’t know that I write. They just know that I’m good at essays and I have a blog. Most of them have never read either which suits me fine. It’s funny though, when the subject of blogs comes up, people often ask me why I do it. Well, here's the answer.