I’m a relatively mean, negative person at times, but I’ve never been mad at a baby before they’re even born. I mean, I’ve felt the same thing everyone feels when you’re on an airplane or in a movie and a child is crying, but that anger gets quiet when I realize that me being annoyed …
Working on a New Project
I’ve mentioned for that a few years ago I struggled through a draft of a novel that I can best describe as an overwrought disappointment that I poured my heart and soul into. That was the summer of 2015, and I have not read a word of that awful draft since then. Other than my …
I Don’t Want to Leave this Bathroom, A Tale of Anxiety Having Very Little to do with Bathrooms
I’m not doing so great. I feel sick, but I don’t think I actually am. I feel tired, but I definitely managed to sleep. I have a scratch on my face, but my cat did that because I took too long to wake up and feed her. A great thing that has come from writing …
Blogger Recognition Award: 6 months late
I’m like some sort of lazy, relatively incompetent bird. Anyone who has been following my blog for a while may have noticed that I have, on occasion, taken some brief breaks to gather my strength for graduate school. One of those breaks happened to be for around 6 months with little, sporadic posts here and …
Bathroom Blues: a tale of desperation and tacos
Despite how much time I’ve spent here, this is the first time I’ve written a post while sitting on the bathroom floor. Have you ever seen a movie that starts in the middle of the story, in medias res is the pretentious term for it. I feel like this is the point at which my …
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