Today has been an incredibly long day. I actually opened this post at 5:30 this am. I deleted that short ramble in favor of this. Our heroine has had a good day. Let’s see what she’s up to, shall we. It wasn’t easy, being away from him. When they were together, in the same room, …
busy processing some life stuff. No energy to really write and an honest fear that maybe I’m not ready to have my words out. I thought I was but now I feel naked in front of the crowd. My options are to put on a show or run away crying. For now I’ll just stand …
There was a parade.
It is December. And Christmas is coming. I really enjoy this holiday. Never really had a reason to question why. There are shiny baubles and presents and music and friends and trees in the house and an excuse to wear obnoxious sweaters and hats. I’m not religious at all. Not deluded into thinking this is …
If you make your opponent cry midsentence. Our poor heroine. She’s been in stasis for weeks. I’ve got a scene plotted out. There’s a church and she’s tending the small garden behind the rectory. She’s not religious, but she is an avid gardener. Our hero finds her there. He suspects she’s alone, and he has …
There is no finer gift in life than friends who challenge you to see the world in a differnt way. It’s rare. I’ve said it before; we tend to flock with those similar to us. This is much easier than trying to be a duck, with a love for pond scum and wet marshes, in …
It was a rough parenting day. Nothing horrible happened, but a 7-yo sure can make you feel less than human when they themselves are having a rough go. So the man made me a bunch of funny pics. And I ate ramen. Win, I guess.
I write a post yesterday and never hit publish. Such is life. Anxiety bear is in hibernation today. I feel decent enough to go to work. Quite the feat. It’s December and the holiday we like to party to is around the corner. It always sneaks on up. We know it’s coming, it’s just here …
Ive lately found myself extremely interested in guns. I’m not going to spend anytime discussing why, how, why. It’s a thing. I enjoy learning new (and imo, practical) skills. It’s got potential to be A Thing for me. I haven’t been this wide-eyed and excited about A Thing since derby. So it is what it …
tomorrow. I’ll post more tomorrow. Ps, the door now has a book it’s working with. Everyone dies, even librarians.
Bountiful Words, Beautiful World 