A Hastily Made Decision
“Rest and be thankful.” William Wadsworth 69 Posts. That’s 130,088 words. That’s how much I’ve written this year. It’s why I need to slow down and take a breather. One of the best compliments that I’ve received lately was when a supporter and friend of mine on Twitter called me, “prolific.” I don’t take compliments
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Mental Health Blogging: 8 Proven Do’s and Don’ts
It’s been a while since I’ve written anything substantial and I’m not sure that’s what I’m bringing you today. I’m still dealing with some creative block. I’ve had a lot going on and my day job takes a lot of brainpower, so I haven’t had a lot left over. That said, I have gained a
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Choked: 8 Types of Creative Block
“The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.” Sylvia Plath Creative block…uhhggg. It’s really the worst. If you are a creative, of any type, you’ve probably experienced it. The desire and need to create but the inability to actually do anything about it. As many of you already know, I deal with creative blocks quite often.
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Recovery, Recognition, Release
Hey y’all! I hope this update finds you well. Today I come to you with no real plan, only to write something, anything, at this point. As some of you may have noticed, I’ve been absent of any new content for the last 2 or 3 weeks. There is a reason for that…many reasons, actually.
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From The Archives: When It All Comes Crashing Down
In 2014, I turned 32. I had been married for 3 years and my daughter had just turned 2. The last year of my marriage, however, had been difficult. There was constant fighting, anger, and cruelty between my husband and I; most of which I didn’t understand. He seemed angry and sullen a lot of
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From The Archives: Into the Depths Of Despair
Sometimes pain was like a storm that came out of nowhere. The clearest summer could end in a downpour. Could end in lightning and thunder. – Benjamin Alire Sáenz The Fall after I turned 23, the dark finally caught up with me. For several years I had been fighting a deep and abiding depression and
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From The Archives: Wherein The Signs Become Unmistakable
Adulthood is hell. –H. P. Lovecraft The last year of my teens was uneventful. I worked and lived with my mom and my grandparents in a small town. I’ll talk more about my grandparents in later posts, what they mean to me and what they’ve done for me. Without them, there is no me. Not
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From The Archives: An Affair To Remember
“You’re not a victim for sharing your story. You are a survivor setting the world on fire with your truth. And you never know who needs your light, your warmth, and raging courage” —Alex Elle I’ve seen the story in the news many times over the last 20 years. As technology, social media, and 24-hour
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From The Archives: The Girl, She Is A-Changin’
“And these children that you spit onAs they try to change their worldsAre immune to your consultationsThey’re quite aware of what they’re goin’ through” Changes, David Bowie Teenage Wasteland? My teens were bumpy, to say the least, but whose aren’t, right? I honestly can’t say how much of what happened as a teenager was hormones
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From The Archives: Hello, Cruel World.
“Children are not things to be molded, but are people to be unfolded.” – Jess Lair I’ve been doing a lot of research about blogging and how to get readers and how to write in this arena. Today I’m here to tell you that I’m scrapping most of that. I am a storyteller. I always
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