NaBloPoMo Bitches!
Yep! That’s right bitches! I’m doing NaBloPoMo this month! I used to sign up, kind of as an after thought, because posting every day wasn’t mu...
Category: Writing
Retreat
I have been blogging for (what feels like) a long time (I actually missed my six year blogoversary last month). I used to write almost every day, and I would wr...
Struggling
Sorry for the absence from this space. Things have been hectic and at the end of the day I just don’t feel like writing much. The reality is I’m kin...
Missing My Compulsion
Things have calmed down a bit this week. I’ve had some time to write. The problem is, I haven’t wanted to. I have a long list of post ideas, but I c...
Lost
I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to disappear again. I hate that I’m becoming “that blogger,” the one who writes for a week or two and the...
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...
Where I am
I have not been participating in this community in the ways that I want to. I want to be commenting more. I want my presence on friends’ blogs to be felt,...
The New Me
In the past three months I lost 25 lbs, got an IUD placed, bought (and was gifted) a whole new wardrobe (and even some new jewelry and shoes), tried in earnest ...
Writing as a Hostile Act
This is the second paragraph of Joan Didion’s “Why I Write,” which was originally delivered as a speech at University of California, Berkeley ...