1 year ago today, I hit a really low low. I was ideating, and disappointed to not have the supplies on hand that I was ideating about to actually execute the plan. With my husband's help, we called my therapist and the crisis line, then made our way to the ER. 1 year ago, tonight, … Continue reading An Anniversary
I wrote the below letter to my younger self as a follow-up to some of the inner child work that I started several weeks back. Dear younger me, You are so very precious. I know that it sometimes feels like you're a mistake, since mommy keeps saying that she would have divorced daddy sooner, but … Continue reading Dear Younger Me
In past posts, I’ve mentioned some of my past experiences with NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month), and I also mentioned that I have no intention of trying to participate this year. I haven’t explored the why, though, so I thought I’d spend some time digging into it. As far as I can tell, the first … Continue reading NaNoWriMo – Why Not?
I have spent many a word over the past couple of weeks, both online and off, discussing and dissecting the fact that I feel stuck, that I’m feeling uninspired, that I can’t think of anything to write about. As I started to stare down this week’s deadline, the same thoughts and feelings started swirling again, … Continue reading A Writing Experiment
It strikes me as odd to write a post about writer’s block, about struggling to write, and about not knowing what to write a post about, but that’s what this is. I have gotten into a routine since starting this blog, where I start drafting for Friday’s post sometime between when the previous week publishes … Continue reading When Words Fail
On Thursday, August 30 at 2:33 pm PDT, my grandfather took his last breath. He had survived 2 years and 29 days without his wife of over 60 years. He outlasted and disproved just about every medical estimate given to him, from the moment the doctors told him he’d never walk or work again after … Continue reading In Loving Memory
My apologies for the brevity this week. The past week has had me thinking heavily of the end of life, and what there is to show for our lives, and I'm struggling to translate these thoughts and feelings to coherent words. My grandfather is in his last weeks with us, having spent 2 years without … Continue reading At Sunset
“A non-writing writer is, in fact, a monster courting insanity.” - Franz Kafka One of the reasons I started this blog is because I’ve missed writing. I went to college to get a degree in writing, and I haven’t used it at all. In fact, since I’ve graduated from college, I’ve perpetually struggled to get … Continue reading Rediscovering My Voice
Writing Out My Storms 