Well, let me just say that some things happened over the last couple of months. My son’s remote learning went well until the third time he spilt milk on my Chromebook. My back-up computer was dying; some unseen hardware malfunction was causing the Windows auto-repair to loop and fail and all attempts to reinstall WindowsContinue reading “Human After All; or, How to Get the Writing Ball Rolling Again”
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Breakdown; or, Fatigue as an Important Part of the Process
Oh man, have I been slacking on this blog! I feel terrible about it, to be honest. I would open the page, go back to the draft I’ve been working on this whole time and then three sentences in just completely lose steam. The funny thing is, it’s not the writing I’m fatigued from; it’sContinue reading “Breakdown; or, Fatigue as an Important Part of the Process”
Snow Rose; or, Pulling the Sled Uphill
Oh man…I’ve been a very naughty blogger lately, haven’t I? I’m terribly sorry for the lack of updates lately. I had quit my job to help my son with school since he had to be remote this semester (knock on wood it only needs to be one semester) and I’ve been so physically and emotionallyContinue reading “Snow Rose; or, Pulling the Sled Uphill”
Lost and Found; or, Writing as a Part of Self-Care
Word on the street is: people are writing…for fun. I’ve always considered my writing to be some kind of web of passion project meets storytelling addiction meets must-needs-be-creating-something-at-all-times. Writing has never felt like a hobby or past time activity, but more of a compulsive and constant need to express myself creatively. I love to sketch,Continue reading “Lost and Found; or, Writing as a Part of Self-Care”
U; or, My Struggle With Being Goal-Oriented
I absolutely love puzzles. Hard stop. They have been one of my favorite activities for years and I don’t “Squirrel!” harder than when a puzzle is partially finished and sitting on a table, alone and begging to be made whole. I get a little buzz every time I match each piece to another or theContinue reading “U; or, My Struggle With Being Goal-Oriented”
Just; or, You Do It To Yourself
I turn 35 years old in 15 days. I’ve worked incredibly hard since I was at least 16 years old, never going more than a month or so without a job (or full-time school, or both); in all this time, I rarely took more than a long weekend for a “break”. Vacations were something thatContinue reading “Just; or, You Do It To Yourself”
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