~Very often a change of self is needed more than a change of scene. ~
For anyone who’s been visiting Invisible Ink for a while, I know the place looks different. A lot of the old articles about writing are gone, the color’s changed and the categories are new. The whole blog has shifted, really. When we started years ago, I was spending an inordinate amount of time writing and was bursting at the seams with tips, tricks and tutorials, and while that part of Invisible Ink is always here to stay, things around me have changed and I’ve decided so too should my online presence. Sometimes it really is a change of self that makes all the difference.
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Mothering Through the Darkness of Life After Baby

The following piece was supposed to be submitted to an anthology that will be titled “Mothering Through the Darkness.” The stories it will contain when it comes out will center around mental disorders during and after giving birth and especially postpartum depression. This was difficult for me to write, and despite sitting down to work on it periodically, I missed the deadline. I chose to finish it though because I felt that it has been an important part of healing and a testament to what my daughter has done for me.

Putting grief into words is futile, and trying to do so would bankrupt the vocabulary of all languages. -Mark Twain, on the loss of his daughter Suzie


Some have told me that I am not a mother, and those who have no experience with miscarriage or infant loss might genuinely ask how one can “mother through the darkness” with no child to care for. The truth is both simple and complicated. It is simple because all of my love, preparations and instincts to care for my little one didn’t go away when she died. It’s complicated because I can never explain to you the dualities that I live with now.

On April 19 at 12:04am, I gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. She was 2lbs 13oz and 15 ½ inches long. I was only 32 weeks along, but my labor was induced because I had become a severe pre-eclamptic and my doctor was afraid for my life. I’d spent almost a week in the hospital before the actual delivery, twiddling my thumbs while the nurses pumped me full of medicines that often conflicted with each other and had unpleasant side effects. After my water was forcibly broken, more than 24 hours into the highest level of pitocin my nurse was comfortable giving me, I watched my daughter’s heartbeat move in time with my contractions. I remember one of the nurses telling me that Eevee was doing remarkably well given everything they were putting us both through. And I was so damned proud. That was my girl. Continue reading


20150318_145508When we moved into our house over a year ago, we found something interesting in the basement. Painted in faded white on one of the bare, concrete walls was a name: Tanya.

My husband joked we had a ghost, and periodically throughout the following months his explanation for some things was, “It was Tanya!” Of course, I have yet to detect any supernatural vibes anywhere in the house or yard, and the most logical explanation is that Tanya was one of the grandchildren of the elderly woman who lived here before us.

But every time I’ve take the laundry downstairs or gone to clean out the litter boxes, I’ve seen her name there. And I wonder who she is, or who she was. I wonder how her name came to be written on that wall, and wonder what the next owners might think if I wrote Eevee’s name up there too. Is that girl’s name written on stone so no one would forget her? Was it an indulgence of a doting grandparent, a loved one just lost, or simply someone testing the color of paint?

WorldBuilding: How to Create a Language

At some point when writing fantasy you’re going to encounter a world that needs its own language. Giving a name to a tongue is easy enough, as is differentiating when characters are speaking what and distinguishing dialects. But likely at some point you’re going to want to insert at least a handful of words somewhere. I’ve found often I want to add familial relationship tags to the end of sentences in my made up languages, so the first several words I develop are usually mother, father, brother and sister.

There are tricks to creating a language, and you don’t have to go as in-depth as Tolkien did when creating Elvish to still have a world enriched by multiple tongues. You also don’t have to be a linguistics student. Consider these:

  • Don’t use random letters

Please just don’t. Your language needs to make at least a little sense, and literally have some rhyme and reason to it. Continue reading

8 Steps to Writing Better Fiction

Yeah, I know what your English professor tried to tell you. But if your English professor could make a living writing fiction, they would have been doing it. – Dean Wesley Smith

once-upon-a-timeWriting fiction is hard, and in some ways is harder than writing non-fiction. At its core, non-fiction is based in finding a unique angle, doing adequate and accurate research and presenting information in an enlightening way. Fiction is all of these things as well, but requires imagination and a more out-of-the-box creative input because a large part of that base you have to make up yourself.


  • Even fiction requires research

Yes, even if your world is a complete fabrication of your mind, you still need to research the mechanics of the things you wish to install, even if it’s just to see how a device’s real-world counterpart works. I usually begin researching about 1/4th of the way into a story, so that I can fact check my groundwork before I get too deep in, and then continue to write and research intermittently. Continue reading

WorldBuilding: Different Kinds of Dragons

I recently started reading a dragon anthology that’s been collecting dust on my shelf. I know, for shame – why would you not read straight through a good dragon book? Well for starters, as I started to read the first short story I remembered that I’d read it already, and it was as mediocre the second time around as the first. Then the second story failed to impress, and now it’s sitting on my stack of writing stuff, about to be neglected again for weeks on end.

The whole point of reading a dragon story is the dragon – yes, we want character development, an awesome plot and an epic setting, but we want to be in awe of the dragon. They’re such iconic creatures that writing them into a story changes the flavor of the entire thing. But it also brings inherent challenges. When dragon stories fail, they fail epicly and usually for simple reasons.

About a year ago, I did a post on tricks for writing dragon characters into a story. Continue reading

How to Write What You Know and be an Introvert Who Doesn’t Want to Know Anything

Please forgive me...Yes, I’m back. ;) You guys thought you’d lost me, but no! You’re kind of stuck with me, especially now that I’m going to be focusing on my writing mostly full-time now, at least for a little while. This is something I’ve said I was going to do a thousand times before, and like almost anything that anybody says they’re going to do, life often gets in the way. Perhaps that will be the case this time around as well, but each time you start again is just another change to succeed (or another mark in your crazy column.)

One of the things that has often hampered Continue reading