Origins

The damage was already done (Continued from previous post) One of the recent roadblocks in my writing has to do with oppression. Revisiting the past for my current writing reawakened the ways in which I tailored my writing toward the end of the marriage. It stems from a violation of my trust over twenty years … Continue reading Origins

What It’s Like

Day 286 AND CHRISTMAS EVE. Random thoughts on an abnormal holiday. Some hand sanitizers smell like tequila. And not in a good way – more like tequila the day after a long night of drinking. The two Sagittarians in my life, who I love so very much, seem hell-bent on interrupting the most private moments … Continue reading What It’s Like

Unstitched

Day 272 of quarantine and, this may be hard to believe, I’m sick of it. My patience is waning, my tolerance is at an all-time low; I’m alternately living in a bubble, trying to work safely in my job, and pretending that this isn’t a maddening life I’m living. Part of my writing inspiration comes … Continue reading Unstitched

Nebulous

We had the Three Little Pigs and The Grim Reaper at our door last night. It seems a good title for a short story. Today is the first day of NANOWRIMO and I’m pleased to say that I’m motivated, but my writing was more documentation than creative. This is the month to finish the novel … Continue reading Nebulous