Yesterday was the 18th, 60% done with the month, and 75% done with NaNo! Well, 3/4 of the way to the 50k word goal, at least. I'm feeling pretty good, very pumped to continuously be ahead of the word count, and super proud for spewing out words every day, even if some days that count… Continue reading NaNoWriMo 2018 – 37,500 Words (75% Complete!)
Chris Fox, who I've written about before, posted a video recently asking this question: Why do you write? I love listening to videos and talks when I'm doing chores because it gets me in a creative mood, and this was no exception. It's short and sweet and motivating. Like most animals, humans are, I guess,… Continue reading Why Do You Write?
"Hey, kid, why are you so into all this macabre shit?" That's what my uncle asked me two years ago just about this, the spookiest, time of year. It really struck me for two reasons: 1) it's a very funny combination of words, and 2) wtf, for real @me "Why??" Mostly people don't ask me… Continue reading Blogoween Day 7 – An Introspection or Why Do I Love Spooky Stuff?
One of the many things that my FitBit does that I love (#notsponsored by the way, as if I needed to clarify) is offers "Sleep Insights." When you look at your sleeping pattern on the app, there's a little box that usually says something generic about getting better sleep or offers an average data point… Continue reading Millennial Motivation
I suggested in my how to not fuck up 2018 post that if you want to make any kind of change in the new year, you shouldn't be afraid of asking for help, and I think part of that is just in general asking questions. This may only apply to me because I'm a god… Continue reading The Liberation That Comes With Asking Questions
Let's do a creative exercise, shall we? This is a game I like to play with Husband on occasion, but I've elaborated here a lot. You don't have to post your answers, but by god would I love it if you did. Tell me about yourself. Not current dimensional timeline you. Tell me about you… Continue reading A Question For You (seriously, please comment)
Why are you so obsessed with the toilet? Even after the great plunge of two ought seventeen, you still insist on challenging a one-handed me to keep you at bay. How can you differentiate the toilet from, say, the couch? Both are sat upon, both are read upon. How do you know this seat is… Continue reading Questions Only A Cat Can Answer