Barely visible are the fading marks from cupping I had last weekend. This is a fancy thing you can pay for or do it yourself at home with glass jam jars and a Bic. Apparently sitting at a computer is hazardous to your spinal health. So is playing with fire. My neck hurts. I really…Read more The Proposal
I'm officially writing the book after abandoning all codependent fantasies that the same elves who make shoes would show up one night and magically transform 5 years of blogging into a glitter-bound manuscript ready for submission. They would've also made me my own pair of signature boots; something feminine, with a heel, that I could…Read more Blooming
Writing is terrifying. When I tip-toed into blogging just over a year ago I hadn't found my voice yet. Words came out like rush hour into an emotional traffic jam. Being introverted doesn't help. I'm terrible at giving myself permission to be a real person who occasionally sucks at everything but writing seems to help…Read more Gross
Thomas Wolfe had hypergraphia. His editor was patient. The end.