Last night I came across an article on Publisher's Weekly; a writer was all up in arms because publishers appear to have stuffed literature into slutty outfits and given them all bad stripper names. That's a metaphor. Metaphors are like, really old. I've been researching iconic book covers as part of getting ready to be…Read more You’re Amazeballz!
Trust the ultimate trust fund-Colossians 3:23 My body's a twisted wreck. I couldn't stop the urge to cry when she jabbed her thumb into the protruding discs in my neck. It was the muscle spasms that finally forced my tingling fingers to hit call and make the appointment. Shoulders don't belong under your ears but…Read more Locus of Control
Stand tall No matter What can stalk or break you Whispers at the window sill Still Your back turned towards the wall All for one and never have I been one for Teeth stuck in the paneled wood Dissociated from time And space between rational Thought you were losing your mind The migraine pain like…Read more Sunflower
Today I decided to try a little video chat to quickly share some nagging thoughts on the intersection of self-care and healthy reparenting. Western culture has a way of marketing and commodifying our most basic survival skills, leading us to believe we're deficient and therefore in need of a product or service that can clearly…Read more Redefining Self-Care
This morning a fellow writer asked an out of the blue question about when I was homeless. What did I eat? Where did I sleep? How did I survive? I, in turn, asked my husband if saying I’ve been homeless is legit. He said stuff like that happens to everybody. Minimization and globalization are survival…Read more Homeless
You know the part of the story where the main character decides to ride or die? That's the part I wrote about, again, today. We're perpetually faced with decisions in divided roads. My stomach has been unsettled for the past month. Some mix of stress, work, genetics and my foolish, lifelong fork war. The gift…Read more Parallel Process