I’m going to do it. I’m going to muse about what my ideal life would look like. Why? Because maybe it will make me figure out my actual realistic goals for 2026. First off: I want a fuck buddy. Or three. I have been trying to line one up for several years, but something has… Continue Reading
I’ve switched from idealistic goals to realistic goals, but who knows when I may switch back? My brain is jumpy right now so I’m interested in seeing what road it’s going to traipse down. I don’t know any more than other people do, which is the exciting part. I can start with the intention to… Continue Reading
In yesterday’s post, I was talking mostly about writing. I have not done much of it since my medical crisis except for my daily posts. I did try–truly I did. But it just did not come together, no matter how I tackled it. I’m hoping that it’ll be different this time–or at least that I’ll… Continue Reading
For the past few posts, I’ve been talking in measured tones about what I hope to do in the new year. Now, I would like to take one post to dream big and dream wildly. When I was a kid, I had the grandest dreams. I wanted to be an actor, but then I realized… Continue Reading
Before my medical crisis, I had a good routine. I got up whenever and did my Taiji regime (as I fondly called it). That took an hour to an hour and fifteen minutes. Then, I had my coffee as I slowly browsed the ‘net. Once I was done with that, it was time to write… Continue Reading
In the last post, I wrote about diversity and how it’s not a dirty word. I also wrote about how it’s a part of me and not an affectation. I will say that it’s deliberate in that I choose to make the majority of my characters minorities. So, yes, in that case I’m doing it… Continue Reading
I’m back to write about writing one more time. In the last post, I veered into ranting about the state of the world right now and how anti-inclusive it currently is (especially in America). I have been fighting this fight for thirty goddamn years, and I’m so tired. I did not realize that electing a… Continue Reading
Back for yet another round of talking about writing a novel in November. Here is my post from yesterday in which I touched on the same topic. In rereading the last post, I realized that I didn’t write about writing at all. That’s hilarious, but so true to my heart. Jerks like to complain about… Continue Reading
Here’s the thing about writing a novel (at least for me). When I get an idea in my head that won’t leave, I know I need to write about it. Before my medical crisis, this was not an issue because what got stuck in my head was what I wanted to write about, anyway. Now,… Continue Reading
I want to talk about my family today because I’m so tired. I’ve been talking about what I want to do with my life, and I derailed myself by talking about my family in my last post. More specifically, about my father slipping further and further into dementia, and how my mother is dealing with… Continue Reading