Therapy Sucks

Therapy sucks, it’s like paying someone to be your Mom and only ask you leading questions about your most personal moments in life. And you know they’re going to nag you about it later, but unlike your Mom, it’s because you’re giving them money…to pester you…   Why am I going to therapy again?  …

For everyone who doesn’t have anxiety disorder

Since I spoke about my anxiety issues for the first time a few months ago, what I’ve learned is that a lot of people suffer from the constant need for approval accompanied with a cave to hide out in just in case the approval is vague, or worse, not given at all. I’ve also learned…

Fairy Tales That Sparkle

Grocery store trips with my five and three year old in tow are always eventful. On the good days there’s a lot of “I want!” and “No, really, I NEED!” and usually a running lecture on the difference between the two. But last week when the store happened to be packed in preparation for a…

‘A Reason To Bleed’ post for writeonsisters.com

“If you’re like most of the writers I know, you’re not getting paid much to do what you do. You’re sitting up late at night or early in the morning. You’re writing between meetings and brainstorming quickly in the elevator on your iPhone while you rush off to make money until the day you can…

Week 17

I’m not posting a story this week. I wrote one and I deleted it, then I wrote it again and almost deleted it but left it open on my computer while I read a book and hoped that my Mac would carry out the execution for me.   It did not.   With that story…

Leaving on a midnight train to Georgia

I’ll be honest, today has been rough. I’ve had worse parenting days, but they all involved puke and fevers.   I’ve snapped and yelled and sent weepy eyes to their room to nap. I’ve huffed and shaken my head and said more than a few cuss words under my breath.   They’ve drawn on the…

Week 11 I’m a Slacker

Sick kids and slacking off caused me to put my story for this week off until last night and as I sat in front of the flickering light of the tv in my dark living room I kicked myself again, for leaving my weekly story off until the last minute. Again. Life took over and…

Blog Hop

Thanks so much to Debi Smith at Hunters Lyonesse for asking me to join her on this blog hop! I wish I’d started it two weeks ago when she first sent me the questions, unfortunately I’ve procrastinated and am writing my answers over a carton of sweet and sour chicken at the tail end of a…

Week 7- My muse commits murder & a short story.

I made it to week 7 of my 52 stories in 52 weeks challenge! Alright, 7 isn’t such a high number but every week I don’t quit is one more notch on the writer consistency belt I’m trying to earn, and one more week I didn’t throw my pen down and declare myself a failure. In the…

Week 6

Week 6 will go down in the history of this challenge as the week I wanted to quit but didn’t because my friends are awesome and Jack Daniels tastes amazing in sweet tea. Both have helped me through this writing week, one more than the other. I’m lucky to have great friends, the kind of…

You can’t schedule a story, but I’ll try anyway.

“You’re nuts” is the general thought I’ve received from helpful friends when I’ve mentioned writing 52 stories in 52 weeks. I agree with them, more now than when I began 6 weeks ago.   Part of my reason for challenging myself in this way is to prove that I can write with consistency during every…

Follow up Vlog!

In which I go back on part of my original goal and ramble for 4 minutes only to realize that I said “you guys” twice. Someone get me back to the south before all their “Y’all” harassment turns me into a midwesterner!!