If you are unfamiliar with the sharp rise and steep decline of angry American rap/rock of the late 90s/early 00s, I simultaneously am in awe of, and feel sorry for, you. It was a weird time: people dressed in velour tracksuits, bright pink newsboy caps, and a lot of denim, and also the word "terrorism"… Continue reading What's Fred Durst Up To These Days?
I lost NaNoWriMo. I am a failure. A disgrace. A loser. And that's okay. At 46,663 words in 30 days, I have officially failed 2019's National Novel Writing Month, but I'm not upset at that. In fact, I'm damn proud of myself for both pumping out that many words (though that pride is actually a… Continue reading December Is For Losers
Here are my top five tips to get some of that precious time back so you can complete your NaNo project this Thanksgiving.
It's almost the end of 2019 which has personally been both an amazing and terrible year. It's going to end in a way I could have never expected, but not without National Novel Writing Month happening all around me, so I've decided for better or worse to take it on yet again. Someday I need… Continue reading A NaNoWriMo Update (Without An Original Post)
It's been a long time since I blogged, mostly because I have a lot of strong feelings about politics, but didn't want to share them here, so I said nothing. But this is my breaking point. Sorry, not sorry. I’ve wanted to have a baby for some time now. Husband and I have been married… Continue reading Questions On Georgia’s HB 481, The Heartbeat Bill
Oh, Dear Reader, I have made a grievous mistake. Today is Valentine's Day, and I should be happy, but alas and alack, I am not and it is all for this: I've anthropomorphized a robot. The Mars rover Opportunity is probably something you've heard of, but don't know a whole lot about. I know I… Continue reading It’s Getting Dark
I know I am about a million times bigger than you (do your multiple eyes allow you to comprehend our size difference?), I produce loud obnoxious noises (do you even have ears?), and I appear to have the powers of a goddess by turning on and off the sun (okay, that one's real), but I… Continue reading Dear Spider On The Ceiling Of My Kitchen
For reasons unknown, Husband got it into his head that we, as a couple, need to subject ourselves to the entirety of the Fast and Furious movie franchise. Because I love him, I have agreed to devote 15 hours and 57 minutes of my life watching ethnically ambiguous men beat one another up furiously between… Continue reading Thoughts While Watching 2001’s The Fast And The Furious
Today's session was self lead and full of crying because I don't fucking know why, but day 30 always is a tear fest. It's certainly got something to do with succeeding and knowing you've been on this journey with thousands of other people all over the world and somehow feeling them through the ether, and… Continue reading Liberate
I really wanted to write this sort of uplifting post today about being a cheerleader for someone else. I wanted to say something like "celebrate someone in your life today, someone you wouldn't normally." Because there are a lot of people out there who are jealous and snippy and want to tear everyone else down,… Continue reading Celebrate