Lemon
I am tired. Tired of working on myself. Tired of something being wrong. Tired of needing to change. It started when I was 16, and it’s been an endless pro...
Author: noemikjames
Speaking Shame
I’m sorry I left for two weeks without a word. I never intended to be gone for so long. I faced a perfect storm of deadlines (my final Creative Nonfiction...
Maintenance
Thank you for your comments on my last post. Quite a few of them suggested that I didn’t make myself clear and I want to revisit the issue again, after I&...
Desperately Seeking an Honest Dialogue
A couple of days ago I put up the following on FB: My son is wonderful and amazing and I’m thankful for him every single day, but holy $#!^ he’s exh...
Losing Steam
Thank you for your supportive words on my post about the state of my house. It wasn’t easy to write (or publish), but it was important to put out there. I...
Busted Lady Business
We interrupt your regularly scheduled program to talk about… my busted lady business! Oh yes, you read that, right. This is a post about my vag. I donR...
A League of its Own
I get the feeling sometimes that when I write about how messy my house is, the people reading nod their heads and think, yeah, my house is messy too. They think...
“The way you do anything is the way you do everything”
It’s only been a week since I decided to change the way I live and already I feel a weight has been lifted. I’ve been moving through my house, getti...
Why I’m Here
Why am I here? In this space? Writing under this name? {And where did I get that name anyhow?} It seems I didn’t make these things clear. And I want to, a...
The Making of an Amateur Minimalist
So that post I wrote last week? That was my rock bottom, at least as far as the state of my house is concerned. I just can’t handle it anymore. Something ...