I stand precariously at the edge of “keep listening” and “never listen again.” Behind me, I hear the screams of all the unsolicited advice society can dream up. So much I can’t even carry it in my pockets anymore. I need a new overcoat to hold it all. All I…
Category: Raw and Unfiltered
A place where I write for no one but myself, but I somehow find the courage to share it with the world anyway. Enjoy :)
Why Don’t You Do It, Already?
That person over your shoulder doesn’t exist. The one who sees the words flow through your mind and sneers before you have a chance to type them. Don’t pretend that you’re not alone right now. You are your only critic. The house is empty. The sun is out. It’s a…
I Am Still That Little Girl
I feel like I am slowly uncovering the dark jewel that is my underlying sense of self…that self that knows she’s a bad person. I never saw it before, didn’t even know it was there. But now it’s finally come to the surface because I’ve finally decoupled my accomplishments from…
Perspective, Pompoms, and Chicken Noodle Soup
Today I attempted to simply observe people, rather than assess their potential for violence and vitriol. It was fun. First, I saw a short, older, slightly unhappy-looking man walk by. He was wearing worn-out black jeans, a worn-out black jacket, and a worn-out grungy-looking backpack. He was also wearing a…
Am I Enough?
Am I a good writer? Do I have what it takes? Can I focus for long enough? Can I get the creative juices flowing? Will anyone (other than my boyfriend) recognize me? Will I be better than the others? Good enough to be published? Good enough to make a difference…