Why oh Why

I was sitting in a park (I’m always at a park) when it came to me, the thing that I have been trying to answer for two years. I turned it in my mind, looking at it from all sides. It was a match. Quietly, I tucked the thing away and went on. I needed…

Skydiving and Other Things I’ve Survived

It’s been such a long time since my last blog post, that I’ve nearly forgotten how to write one. I have been meaning to blog again, but I kept putting it off, thinking it hadn’t been so long, but I’ve just checked and it’s been over three months since my last post. Oops. What a…

Self-Portraits

I have started writing prose regularly (check my Instagram account @cmcoxwrites to read it). I write more than I’ve published, and I’ve found that a lot of my recent writing has featured myself as the subject. Many self-portraits. Many new descriptions. I think this is because of how much I have changed in the last…

Not Just a Genre 

Lately I’ve noticed a shift in the way I think of myself as a writer. For a long time, I thought of myself as a writer of many interests. I wrote poetry, prose, short stories, science fiction, non-fiction, fiction, fantasy, and a novel. Then I found out that this isn’t normal. According to everyone I…

Flooded With Potential

Last week, Stephen and I completed our first European house sit. It was a lovely family with a well-mannered dalmatian that we took for walks in a beautiful park. We unpacked our bags for the first time in weeks, showered regularly, washed all of our clothes, ate 3 hot meals a day, rested our feet,…