Alright. It's time to quit dragging my ass and get back to work. Again. Hoping to have this chapter done tonight and the next one by the end of the week. Bold ambition coming from me, but it's doable and I would never make any progress without setting goals for myself. Honestly, I'm not sure… Continue reading Write Tunes – Cherry Cola
I'm struggling to find something that hasn't been said already. I know there's some string of words that wants to be said but it's all so familiar now. Honestly, I'm having trouble pinpointing my ideas for this post after watching the Sense8 finale this morning, and, just by the way, its brilliance and complexity cannot… Continue reading Sensation
It's been a weird week. Weird doesn't even begin to describe it actually. I found a new side of myself that I didn't know existed. In a way, it left me kinda dumbfounded. And I basically surrendered to a new set of ideals for the whole week completely unintentionally. I realize I'm being overly cryptic… Continue reading Back into the Action
So, quick progress update: I haven't felt this motivated in a very long time. Finally, I'm back in the headspace of almost exclusively thinking about writing and it's fantastic. But I'd be lying if I said I got to this point alone. If it weren't for my friend being genuinely interested in the story and… Continue reading Strength to Protect What Matters
In a melody that sounds much like a memory I found solace in a lyric so fragile yet flawless. Now I sing to that tune and remember that last spring I was afraid and alone but now my happiness is handmade.
A promise I changed because I could, not long ago in my childhood, I said I could afford that hurt but I don't want to so I won't keep moving toward another episode of grief. So I'll keep it brief when I apologize for my benefit and cast off my disguise.
Is it weird that the very same characters that I created myself are helping me get through my depression? I really don't how else I can explain the phenomenon, but I can actually just close my eyes and just like have a conversation with them. And it honestly just makes me feel better. I mean… Continue reading Introspectively Optimistic
When I say I'm breathing in the clouds, I think I'm over it and that there couldn't possibly be another round of free-for-all to come. Sure enough, come it will. Relentless still after my vision is too blurry to throw another punch. But I'm not hopeless. Hope isn't undiscovered disappointment but a chance to step… Continue reading Heave
White lips in memory of something I shouldn't have but I'm glad I did. Just a tad too perfect for a day like today. Too high for the hours of this low fantasy. plateaued in the new year with room to grow but nothing to climb on. Opportunities are hard to find but not impossible… Continue reading Serendi-pity
So on Christmas (btw I hope you all had a great holiday), I came across a picture that made me feel way better about how this year has turned out as far as progress in my writing is concerned anyway. It was a tweet that simply said: And I can't really explain why, but it… Continue reading For Better or Worse