Checking in with my feelings. *Several seconds of internal checking* Yep, still furious. And with the news as to who Trump is going to appoint when he’s president, scared as fuck. Again, not necessarily for myself as I have options, but for all the people who will be hurt by the upcoming administration. I don’t… Continue Reading
I have been playing an action rogue-lite indie game called, Secrets & Spells by Alchemist Interactive. I wrote part one of my A Quick Look about it here. At that point, I had cleared the first floor twice and died fairly quickly on the second floor. The only reward you get for beating the first… Continue Reading
I have a ton of games in my Steam backlog. Also called the Steam pile of shame. Every PC gamer has one (and, presumably, console players have their own backlog, too), and it’s often in the several hundreds if not thousands. My M.O. these days is to power through the demos I impulsively download during… Continue Reading
I’m so fucking furious. I did not come back to life for this bullshit! In my past few posts, I’ve been fairly measured about my anger. Yes, I’m angry and talked at length about it, but not in an inflammatory way. I also talked about my sadness and what I’m doing to self-soothe. And, weirdly… Continue Reading
I’m still reeling. I ‘m not the only person who is. The deep anger is bubbling, and I’m not sure what to do with it. Tangentially, I’ve had the longest writing drought (except for blog posts) that I’ve had in my life since I started writing–which was when I was seven. Back then, it was… Continue Reading
It’s been four days. Four exhaustive days. Here is my post from yesterday on the situation. I am still reeling, and I am not the only one. I am phasing in and out of the outraged/sickened state on the regular. In my private lesson yesterday, we did Push Hands (which I mentioned in yesterday’s post).… Continue Reading
These are dark days in America. Dark days indeed. I vented some of my rage yesterday, but I have so much more bottled up inside. It’s not like I haven’t known since I was in my early twenties (so, thirty years) that my country did not want me. Not only does it not want me–it… Continue Reading
We’re fucked. America is fucked, I mean. We’ve had (arguably) our good days, but those are behind us now. The divide is growing day by day, and we should not be a country, anyway. We are fifty different mini-countries, and even within each state, there are vast differences. In Minnesota, for example, the Twin Cities… Continue Reading
As I’m writing this, it’s voting day here in America. It’s been a particularly contentious election year, even more so than the last two. And, yes, there is a reason for that. I may or may not get into that later. Before I get into the litany of reasons I am so frustrated with the… Continue Reading
I’m still on the label trip because that’s the way my hyperfocus works, and by the way, can I say that for all the bashing hyperfocus gets, it can be really useful, too. I have over 10,000 words on my NaNoWriMo project, and we’re barely into day four. I give all credit to hyperfocus. When… Continue Reading