Grammarly offers several ways to check your grammar on any of your devices. They have a free service that checks basic things like commas and sentence structure.

It’s pretty neat and I like it. In fact I liked it so much I thought I would check out how much the advanced version costs. Turns out it costs a huge bucket of nope. Almost $30 bucks a month. The yearly subscription is not much cheaper. This is the non business price too!

I honestly can’t figure out why they would price it so high. I mean I’m sure there are quite a few of us amateur bloggers that would pay for something like this but not at those prices. Seems such a shame. Makes me sad as I thought it would be great for additional help on my flash fiction writing.


I once took an online class about Mythology, which was interesting but not what I was looking for. I wanted a class talking about specific mythology but this dealt with the concept of mythology in general.

My biggest take away from what the professor was teaching is that often we get in our heads that mythological stories only have one real version but the reality is that even during the time these stories were a big thing there were countless versions — basically, it’s all fiction. This means mythology can be whatever we want it to be.

I must admit this concept was fascinating because I remember being one of those people that set the stories of the Greek or Egyptian gods I learned in school as the only true versions and I would get annoyed when I heard alternate versions. I really had to change my mindset on this.

Funny enough, I see people have issues with different takes on mythology in current fiction. For example I know several people that hate the sparkly vampires from Twilight but here is the thing — vampires are not real. Any of us are able to create vampires however we want or need for a story and it is valid. So as much as you might hate the idea of sparkly vampires from Stephanie Myers they are as valid as the macabre vampires of Anne Rice.

Another thing that has come up was in 2014, Marvel Comics swapped genders of some of their super heroes, including Thor. I remember there was several people commenting online their displeasure over this change. Me personally, I thought it was great. These stories are pure fiction and can change so much from different artist and writer combinations that a gender or race swap doesn’t bother me.

So writers remember it’s all fiction and go nuts. Readers, remember it is all fiction and keep your mind open to changes. Because something has always been done one way doesn’t mean it always needs to be done that way.

Wish UR Wish

My previous story was a bit dark and I didn’t want to do dark all the time so I changed it up with this story. I wouldn’t call it upbeat by any means but it is more fun (or at least I think so).

The setting sun cast a warm glow across the city. The dark clouds had rescinded to the horizon and puddles littered the streets. A slim young girl in a floral sundress and large black boots was holding hands with a young man. He was wearing a black leather jacket and worn jeans. The couple walked down the street laughing at what the other was saying.

The girl pointed at an older woman wearing a knitted shawl and a long dress. She was frantically trying to gather papers that had scattered across the ground. Her long black braid swinging as she moved from cluster to cluster of the papers.

“Come on, Billy! Let’s go help that poor woman.” The slim bond girl ran over and started picking up papers. Billy walked over and begrudgingly helped.

It didn’t take long before all the papers had been collected and given to the woman. She tucked her papers away in a large knit bag. After securing her bag, she looked at the blond girl in her large blue eyes and handed her a simple jade ring. The old woman said is a ethereal tone, “Thank you for your kindness. Take this ring, it is quite special. It grants three wishes. Use them wisely.” After giving the ring to Holly she collected her bag and set off down the street.

Holly twirled the ring around her fingers, with a twinkle in her eye she said, “A wishing ring! How fun!”

Billy looked down at her and laughed, “What a strange lady. Wishing ring? She is crazy, I hope she gets the help she needs.”

Holly bit down on her lower lip in thought. After a brief moment her lips turned up in a giant grin. “Let’s test it! I wish I was taller than my boyfriend Billy.”

“What now?” Billy’s eyes widened as Holly began to get taller, she stopped at about an inch taller, Billy guessed.

Holly looked upset and said, “That’s not what I wanted. I didn’t get taller, you just got shorter.”

Billy looked around and everything looked wrong, like he was much lower to ground. A shiver ran up his spine and he screeched, “what the hell?”

Holly looked over him, her hand on her chin. “Hm. Your clothes seemed to adjust with the change. They’re not oversized at all. How weird.”

“That’s what you care about right now? Change me back or else!”

Holly stepped back with a scared look on her face. “Billy, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for this to happen.”

Billy clenched his fists and stepped towards her. She backed away realizing that he was still stronger than her despite his new diminished size. A new wish popped in her head, she twisted the ring on her finger and whispered, “I wish that my muscles would gain the strength from the ten strongest men in the world.”

Billy’s lower jaw dropped as he watched every muscle on Holly’s body balloon to an absurd size. She looked like a cartoon character gone wrong. He commented, “Huh. How did your dress survive that?”

“Seriously? I don’t know! Maybe this ring has a modesty filter! But I have a huge problem. I can’t move an inch, none of my limbs can bend!” She attempted to walk but all she could do was waddle from side to side.

“You look like the Michelin Man.” Billy said and then started laughing.

“Stop laughing! This isn’t funny!”

“I can’t help it, what on earth did you think would happen?”

“I expected to stay skinny but have super strength like Buffy or Supergirl.”

“Right, well that worked out well for ya. Hey, why don’t you–”

Before he could finish she interrupted, “Gah, I just wish this was all over.”

The entirety of existence vanished and that is how our Universe ended.

Tell me what you thought in the penny jar below!


In my extensive time being a consumer of entertainment I need to get this off my chest. I hate strongly dislike flashbacks. This also includes prologues and prequels. 99% of the time these narrative devices are pointless.


They are mostly exposition dumps of important story details that often have already been explained to the audience in a better way. I find they often break the pacing of a story and go on longer than needed. It’s annoying.

However, sometimes its a bit alright. I recently watched a movie called Begin Again which used a combination of flashbacks and different perspectives. A few characters start out in a bar and the story jumps back for each character showing how they all ended up in the bar. We get to see each character’s interpretation of the events happening in the bar which was very well executed. The movie goes on to include a few other flashbacks and it all worked out quite well.

Here is my rule of thumb when to have a flashback, prologue, or prequel:

  1. Don’t.

I kid! Well, a little. Most people can’t get it right when they write flashbacks and the one’s who think they can probably can’t.

I almost feel like one of the basic advice given to new writers of show don’t tell is a bit bogus. It really should be: show what is important — tell what isn’t and chances are what you feel is important probably isn’t.

i hate u, i love u — i hate that i love u

I think Spotify might truly understand me. I have been listening to music off and on the last few weeks at work through Spotify and this evening the first channel I saw when I loaded the app was ‘Broken Heart’. It is a bit scary that through a few searches all that maths can figure me out.

Ran across a song that sparked the title for this post by gnash. Oddly, I didn’t care much for his part but Olivia O’Brien, she alright.

Last night I cried

I have been watching Halt and Catch Fire on Netflix the past couple of weeks. Last night in the episode I was watching something happened that was very unexpected. I cried.

This TV show has the most real characters I have ever seen. They are beautiful people full of flaws and dreams.

Have you watched this show? What did you think?

I am a failure

Cleaned out the blog. Deleted all my old posts, images and pages. Was anything of value lost? Not really. When it comes down to it, the mad ramblings of some lonely person on the internet don’t amount to a hill of beans in this crazy world.