Writer. Dog enthusiast. Velociraptor masquerading as a human female.
I want to recapture the badass I was when I was twelve. Twelve-year-old me wasn't afraid to raise her hand in class when she knew the right answer. Twelve-year-old me wasn't afraid to be an outspoken liberal in a conservative town. Twelve-year-old me wasn't afraid to be feminist, and pagan, and publically weird. Twelve-year-old me... Continue Reading →
Note: For Context on today's post check out Confessions of a Ghost When something ends, the tendency is to think back to the beginning, to follow all the steps that brought you to failure, to wonder which were missteps, how you could have done better, how your instincts could have been so wrong. I've been second... Continue Reading →
Yesterday, Facebook reminded me of a post I wrote two years ago about my struggle to accept the fact that I dropped out of college. Today, I'd like to share why I've decided not to go back. I've touched on this a little in a post called Going Back, but I've done a lot of... Continue Reading →
Note: Previously, I described the events leading up to the start of the Writing Excuses Retreat 2016. For those of you who are behind the times, you can catch up here. And now... Words are hard to find, sometimes. The flit through my mind, sometimes landing for a moment, resting. I'll mull them over, consider... Continue Reading →
The first red and orange leaves have made their appearance, though two days ago, the thermometer in the car read 93* F, and it was sunny enough for my pale Celtic skin to burn as we played our last gig of the summer. It used to be summer lasted until the start of the school... Continue Reading →
Geez, I'm so behind on my blogging, I don't know where to begin. There are so many things that have happened, so many feelings I want to share, so many moments I want to preserve. How do I prioritize that bundle of highs and lows? How do I sort through the slurry of triumph and... Continue Reading →
I have a very vivid memory of my thirteenth birthday. It was an overcast day and the living room in our house in Kirksville, MO was dark. I remember that clearly though I can't remember who I'd invited to my party. I know who must have been there, but I can't see them in the... Continue Reading →
Because I'm feeling lazy and it's been two weeks since I wrote about Day One, I'm going to go ahead and lump the rest of my experiences of World Fantasy Convention into one single post. Also, read Days Zero and One for context. Day Two I started the day by finishing a short story that... Continue Reading →
Note: this is a continuation of a previous post please go back and read Day Zero if you have not already. The official convention did not begin until Thursday and not until 1:30 in the afternoon, so I spent Thursday morning writing. I'm well into my revisions so when I say writing, it's mostly careful reading... Continue Reading →
Lately, I've been very invested in the music side of my life. I suppose this makes sense given that Summer is the busy time for the band when most of the festivals take place. But the last several days have been wholly dedicated to the writing side of my life. I didn't have any band... Continue Reading →
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