Yes, I know, I changed the order of events. I just finished a piece that was emotionally exhausting and I simply didn't have the energy to write about hurricane evacuations. So I decided to tell the story of The Night King first. Enjoy. The Honeymoon, The Night King, and The Hurricane: Part 2 The lengths … Continue reading The Honeymoon, The Night King, and The Hurricane: Part 2
As you may already know, I quit my job in a deliberate effort to take some control over my life and what now seems to be hopeless dream of forming some sort of writing career. I'm not having much success in this. Instead, I find myself daunted by a publishing world I no longer understand … Continue reading I’ve Had Enough
I'm a liar. I told you I'd post about the second half of my honeymoon and the ensuing hurricane a few days ago, and well, I didn't. Sorry about that. I'm having an issue with motivation lately - The issue being that I have none. I used to live to write, imagining that one day under … Continue reading About Me: The Unmotivated Xennial Would-be Writer
Well, hello again. My apologies for the absence of new posts in the past few weeks. Things have been a bit on the crazy side and I needed to regain some control before sitting down to write again. What's worse is that I didn't exactly come up with any groundbreaking or insightful ideas for new … Continue reading The Honeymoon, The Hurricane, and The Night King: Part One.
I write something almost every day. I bet you're thinking, But wait. You don't post something every day. What happens to most of what you're writing then? The answer is less than satisfying. For the most part, my unpublished works are sitting in a "Drafts" folder, which closely resembles The Waiting Place in Dr. Seuss's Oh, The Places You'll … Continue reading The Waiting Place
So, there's going to be an eclipse next week. But I suspect you've already heard about it. And if you happen to live within the bounds of the gray line running through this map I stole from the NASA website, well, you've probably heard enough eclipse talk to last a lifetime. I happen to live … Continue reading Total Eclipse of Humanity
My husband wasn't allowed to sharpen pencils in first grade. It may sound fantastical and overblown, but I can assure you, it's true. My husband's first grade teacher did not allow her students to sharpen pencils. Ever. For whatever reason (and I'm sure she had some reason in mind, regardless of logic or sense), Ms. … Continue reading A Delightful Recap of my School Years