She Luvs 2 Write

Join in my journey of exploring the world of fiction writing and creative work

Author: Marcelle

  • Beach Day

    It was a Saturday morning in the summertime, and Mama was packing up a picnic while Cowboy Fish and Poopsie got dressed. The day before, they had picked up fruit, soda pop, pepperoni, provolone cheese, and rolls from the Italian bakery. This would make a very good lunch. The siblings came into the kitchen ready…

  • Waldameer

    It was Thursday morning, and the bright sun beamed in through the window in Cowboy Fish’s room. He reached up, stretching sleepily as he woke. The recollection of this being the day that his dad said he would take him and Poopsier to Waldameer hit him like a freight train. He leapt out of bed,…

  • How I Stay Creative In My Artistic Endeavors

    Something that I have come to recognize about myself is that when I get very hyperfixated on something, and it does not go well for me right away, I give up and move on. I put all my energy into one spot, and the level of disappointment I feel when it inevitably does not take…

  • The Sandwich

    Ellise was a girl of small stature, with wild, curly brown hair and dark eyes. She lived in a trailer in the woods with her mother and her two orange cats, Jelly and Omar. They were somewhat secluded where they lived, but this was of no consequence to the girl, for she enjoyed her own…

  • My Experience With Self-Publishing A Children’s Picture Book

    Let’s start at the beginning. My last semester of college (this past fall to winter), I started and completed a children’s picture book. The artwork for this was comprised of hand-drawn/colored pictures(14 of them) with different aspects of collage on each one. I had already figured out what I wanted as far as the words…

  • My First Ever Blog Post

    As a person with an ADHD diagnosis, I have found great comfort in knowing why I am the way I am. Although I still get frustrated with myself at times. Part of this is my millions of interests (obvious hyperbole, but you get the point). I must acknowledge and accept who I am, for my…

  • The Garden

    When Cowboy Fish was growing up, he used to go over to his grandmother’s house after school, on weekends, and during school vacations to spend time with her while Mama was at work and Dad was away on a ship or at the track. His grandmother had the most wonderful garden. He loved going out…

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