About Desiree

Weirdo, word nerd, and…yeah, that pretty much sums it up.

I was that kid who spent more time in the library than the playground. I’m now a twenty-something-year-old who likes to write, read, and gush about fiction.

This is my blog where I share my passions and catalog my writing journey.

But I wasn’t always this word nerdy! Back before I deemed the library a safe haven from all things social, the thought of picking up a book would’ve never crossed my mind. That all changed the day my professional disciplinarian mom had enough of my anti-reading/learning behavior.

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Writing Projects I’m Working on Right Now

The best part of the writing process is the creation part, and, with how crazy my imagination is, I never run out of things to create.

The way I write fiction mirrors my reading habits and preferences: I love a good story no matter its genre, I’m drawn to morally flawed characters, and I like action (laser guns, swords, magical powers, planets going KABOOM, hand to hand combat—you name it!).

Learn more about or check in on any of my works in progress (W.I.P.) via the link below or the progress bars on my blog page.

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I’m a fiction writer first, but I do blog between writing sessions.

I aim to entertain, inspire, or inform! I blog about writing (no surprise there!) and reading. So, if you want to connect with a fellow writer, find something new to read, or just be entertained, I’m only a click away.

Use the link below to navigate to my blog or check out any of my recent posts displayed below it.

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Amongst the Stars Above

To think we’re only specks To the stars above that glisten Like flakes of glass in light Written for Patrick Jennings’ Big – Pic and a Word Challenge #143, Pix to Words

The Exile

In winters like this—where the wind was a silent enemy that blistered everything it touched—his tribe would hunker in the belly of the White Mountain. Families drawn close and circling small fires never expecting to lose each other. At least that’s how he felt before the exile. This dangerous train of thought faded as his …