Lizbef

An english female who gets far too excited about package tea bags (or excited the right amount.) Deep admirer of all things rum and pirates. Answers to the name of Elizabeth, Liz, Lizbef, Miss England, Earle, Your Majesty (still working on that one) or "anyone want a rum?" I grew up with fantasy books and became saddened at the age of 13 when I found out the world map was not half of the world but the whole god damn thing. I attempted the grown up 9-5 and found it draining my soul, little by little. Author of six books, I knew that writing adventures for my characters wasn't enough- I had to experience one too. And maybe not just one. Maybe my life should be an adventure. So I quit my job, sold my possessions, and here I am. Living my own adventure. Drink up, me hearties, yo ho!

Zest

March 29, 2017July 3, 2016 by Lizbef

I always end up saying the same thing in the end. About not knowing what direction I’m going in. I think back to calmer times, when I had a direction. I remember thinking so surely about what I wanted. I had a direct route. I knew what I wanted to achieve. I was stable, steady … Read moreZest

Corners

March 29, 2017June 16, 2016 by Lizbef

I feel as though I’ve accomplished so much in the past four years. It has taken me a long while to actually view my self-worth. I’ve been so used to putting myself at the bottom of the pile that I haven’t known how to deal with putting myself first. I’ve been forced to do that … Read moreCorners