Sometimes I feel like I just started this blog. Then I look back and am like OMG HOW HAS 5 YEARS PASSED ALREADY Same thing happens with my friends’ kids. Like OMG COLLEGE WHAT and YOU WERE JUST A BABY WHY ARE YOU TAKING THE BUS ON YOUR OWN and other reactions of that nature.Continue reading “Time Goes Way Too Fast”
One of the disadvantages of the digital world is that the content normally consigned to diaries and journals is now something that can be put out into the world for consumption by anyone. As someone who wrote diaries and journals avidly before my age hit double digits, I started putting my thoughts out in publicContinue reading “Janus Gift #2 – Reclaim Journaling”
…but for some reason I can’t do it here. So this is a note to say that I’ve been developing a “writing every day” habit, which even at my most intense during college I never achieved. Keeping all fingers and paws crossed I can keep it going!
Sometimes, I feel like an idiot. Like today. Like I didn’t realize until This Very Night that everything creative I have written that I liked included some kind of music going on in the background (or frontground). I remember my first playlist. (No, really! I do!) Winamp was my favorite music thing in the worldContinue reading “What’s Your Playlist?”
…because now that the computer is set up, I really have no excuse. Okay, so, I could come UP with excuses (like, “dammit I need my puppy”) but they’re just shields I would use to protect myself from the Grand Awfulness of Brain Puke. I will tell a story about that sometime. But now, it’sContinue reading “Diving into that writing thing again”
As part of my writing practice, I have a few stuffed… well, not ANIMALS. Let’s call them beings. I use them for varying purposes, but those purposes ALL relate to writing. (No, I’m serious. I totally use them for writing.) As an illustration, let me start with the first stuffie I started using for writingContinue reading “Introducing the writing stuffies”
Let me be open about one of my new addictions. I am currently madly, stupidly in love with cartridge-based fountain pens. It all happened when I was trying to figure out how to write on the train. Okay, that sounds dumb and obvious. Let me rewind a bit. I used to write longhand in middleContinue reading “When I don’t have room for a keyboard – PLAISIR.”
When I write my very first set of acknowledgments for whatever book I publish or release or whatever, I will include a fountain of gratitude for a good goddamn chair. I will praise the manufacturer to high heaven and back. I will do all of this because apparently what I have now is incredibly substandard.Continue reading “Disrespected Writerly Requirement: A Good Chair”