Author - Dana Lockhart

I've been wanting to talk about what I do for a living for awhile now. But every time I tried to talk about my job, it always went south into how much I hated it. And since it was my only source of income, I couldn't exactly start complaining about it on the internet where they could find it and make the excuse to fire me.

But I quit today, so there's not much holding me back anymore!

Now, I know what some of you are going to think.

"Oh, look at the whiny millennial complaining that life is unfair, awwww. All jobs suck, get over it. There will always be gossips and teacher's pets and lazy bosses and grumpy seniors. Just do your fucking job."

And I totally agree; if you told me you love your job, I'd probably not believe you. There's toxic people and ideals everywhere. You just can't get away from it. Que Bowling for Soup, High School Never Ends.

But you know what saying something like that really means?

"You don't deserve to find happine…

-I Was That Kid-

When I was still just in middle school I once caught myself with no less than ten novels in my back pack.  I devoured books like I was starving for literature.  I always checked out the maximum number of books from the school library and picked the biggest books I could so they would last longer. 

But after I left high school, my time spent reading dropped drastically.  At school I burned through homework like a wildfire and often had spare time during class to read.  My bus commute was no less than two hours even though I lived 20 minutes from the school.  But once I graduated high school, I didn’t have the obviously free time anymore where reading or staring into space were the only options I had to occupy my time.  During college I’d bring my laptop with me and during my down time I leeched off the college’s wifi to play games and watch videos.  During this time I became a Netflix account parasite and binged seasons upon seasons of TV shows.  I had this dream of g…

It's honestly been a hard month. Full of stand-stills and unexpected pitfalls.

I'm disappointed that most things I'm trying to achieve in my life right now just aren't going according to plan.  But that's fate for you.  Try as you might, the universe can off-set you at a whim.

I'm also sad to announce that just three months after my campaign, Kindle Scout has thrown in the towel and will no longer be accepting submissions.  I had planned on continuing to submit my work to them in the future, but now that is no longer possible, unless by some miracle they reopen submissions.  But right now, I'm assuming they are just shutting down the program for good.

But!  All is not lost.  I'm reconsidering my plans for The Un-Life of William Moore.

I am wanting to get it out as soon as possible.  My plan had been to self publish.  However, I am strongly considering changing my mind and giving my novel a chance to be traditionally published.

Normally the traditional …

-But What If I Ever Need It?-

I’m a little bit of a horder.  Not like an extreme horder that you see on TV, but I do collect odds and ends that I think might be useful someday.  I think part of it is because I’m an artist.  I have a whole drawer dedicated to odds and ends.  I keep small pieces of construction paper leftovers, charms that fall off necklaces, shiny material, ribbons too short to use to wrap a present, anything that I might be able to use on an art project someday.

I also have a slight obsession with keeping boxes 1) because I am an Amazon Prime addict and used to mail things to friends all the time and I never fell out of the habit of keeping boxes to ship things in and 2) because I’m saving them for the day I eventually get to move into my fixer-upper when it’s fixed up.  I love containers in general, and keep a few empty pill bottles, spice jars, and tiny boxes that had held rings or bracelets.  You never know when one would come in handy to use to keep something safe…

I’m back, baby!  I was down for about a week because my darling dearest, Divinity, was sick and had to be taken to the doctor.

And no, I don’t have kids and I didn’t name my not-kids that.  Divinity is my desktop computer.  When I got my very first laptop, I was into angel mythology (not in the religious sense, but a fiction sense), and I named the laptop Nephilim.  Even though I’m not as into angel mythology as I was, I kept with the theme.  Between phones, tablets, and computers, I’ve named my devices Seraph, Grigori, and even just the plain Angel. 

Divinity was having problems with abrupt crashes like the power suddenly being cut off, and yet, she rebooted after it happened, which told me it probably wasn’t a power issue (I’ve had plenty of power issues over the years with the way the electric at my house surges and flickers so much that it damages my power supply).  I dealt with it for about a month.  She shut down like that about twice every four hours I used her, no matter if I…

I struggle with trying to create and maintain a writing style that screams me.  In general, I feel like the way I write isn’t unique by any means, and yet, I think I’ve finally stumbled upon a common theme in the way that I write that stretches across multiple stories of mine.  A part of my style. 

It’s a weird one, and it’s kind of hard to explain.  But I’ll do my best.

-Narrative vs. Perspective-

It has to do with how I perceive narrative and perspective as two separate concepts.  Whether I’m writing in first or third person, there is a trend I keep returning to where I’m almost breaking the narrative, and yet, I don’t.  Not in my mind. 

Perspective, in general, is just a way of identifying how you perceive the information given to you.  In first person, you’re limited by the thoughts and observations of one singular person.  In third person limited, you’re likewise limited.  In third person omnipresent, you get to see the world from anyone’s perspective. 

But the way I write is m…