Without actually moving an inch, I can taste the bittersweet magic of writing, of watching as the first few mischievous words fearlessly leap onto the page, not knowing where they are going, or with what purpose, but choosing to follow anyway. I can feel how it feels to get lost in the process by simply… Continue reading A (Re)Commitment To My Self
...Yes, yes I did. I’m not kidding. If Carrie hadn’t married Big and wasn’t living in a multi-million dollar New York City apartment, she would be living in San Francisco, have a boyfriend, and would be running her own successful business helping companies craft their stories through creative writing. And she would be THE BOMB. Real-life… Continue reading Did I Really Just Meet The Real-Life Carrie From “Sex and the City”?
“How are you?” a friend asked. For the first time in a while, I paused to think about my response. This has become such an easy question to answer with a quick and lazy “Good, you?” that stopping myself from vomiting that phrase was a hard task, harder than it should have been. This time,… Continue reading Because I’m…
“Try to learn to breathe deeply, really to taste food when you eat, and when you sleep really to sleep. Try as much as possible to be wholly alive with all your might, and when you laugh, laugh like hell. And when you get angry, get good and angry. Try to be alive. You will… Continue reading We Forget
After taking the month of July off from blogging, it hasn’t been easy to make a comeback. Life occasionally gets sassy with me and, although I am one to sass right back, it does sometimes get a bit overwhelming. This isn’t necessarily bad, just enough to shake me out of my stupor and force me… Continue reading Life, And All Its Intricacies