… she who gave me the words that crafted this story…
Tag: Word
nanowrimo…what am i thinking
me, in all my intellectual badass-ness, has signed on for the nanowrimo challenge 2012. what. the. hell. yep, i figure with nearly 5 months of blogging under my belt a 50,000 word novel would be a cake walk and apparently a good time to boot. i have no idea what i am doing. none what…
crossroad, a blues?
there are all these words floating around in my head hard words / soft words words i don’t want to dance with or chitchat about words that fill me with angst and dread words that block and stifling are reminiscent of rifles sprouting off in parking lots near city skyways where babies are arranged in sandboxes…
elevated anger: defcon 2
my cupboards empty of wine and chocolate the first signs that this is neither the time nor the place to be messing with my money anger has long been my go to and let’s face it i’m good at pissed pissed allows me to yell pissed allows me to curse pissed allows me to be…
fearfree living 