Musings - Kait Nolan

The Power of Sublimation

My day started with tea. At home (after a run through what felt like 80 degree soup). And it’s Friday. Already things […]

I am in a dangerous mood this morning. Why? you may ask. Because there is no tea. Why is there no tea? […]

I find it a great irony that while writing is, in many ways, a very solitary profession, it is also a very […]

I don’t think anybody could ever accuse me of not being generally open and honest about what I think and feel about […]

I can’t say as this particular species is all that rare, but among those who do not belong to this set, there […]

It’s a two cup morning, and as yet, I’ve only had one, so I’m not quite to the point of knowing what […]

Once upon a time, I was a punctual person. Early even. I got this habit from my parents. My mother, to this […]

Please excuse my absence today, as I am desperate to read about the unconventional courtship of Miss Alexia Tarabotti by the Lord […]

So technically tomorrow is the last day of the round, but I’m accustomed to checking in on Wednesday, so I’ll go ahead […]

I find myself thinking a lot about cliche lately. Cliche is generally something we’re taught to avoid in writing. We don’t want […]