When I First Started Writing…

When I first started writing, the advice that has stayed with me for 28 years is this: Write what you think, write what you feel, and write what you know. It doesn’t matter if someone doesn’t like it. There may have been some profanity thrown into the mix, but that was the gist of it. I’ve … Continue reading When I First Started Writing…

Unpreachable

(Author's Note: Happy Canada Day!) I don't like being preached to. I'm sure most of us don't. By "preach", I mean someone on their high horse with an agenda who is an absolute know-it-all and doesn't know when to stop. Initially I let it slide because it wasn't a daily diet, but now... It's gotten … Continue reading Unpreachable

Self-Centered Planet

On your own self-centered planet... No time for anyone. Believing your own words, as if they're the complete truth. Impressing upon others, that they're always wrong... Invalidating feelings that are actually dead on. I don't have time for nonsense. I don't have time for bullshit. I will not have my thoughts and feelings reduced, not … Continue reading Self-Centered Planet

Silver Linings

At this particular point in time, I am having difficulties seeing the silver linings. Life has its ups and downs. Sometimes it's good and sometimes it sucks. We've all experienced this. I'm not quite certain what to do when it's predominantly sucky. I work hard, but there is always a problem that arises and it's … Continue reading Silver Linings

Moody Musings

I'm in an ugly mood. I think I went to bed that way, to some extent, which only partially explains my nasty mood this morning. I (almost) never lock my cats out of my bedroom, but when they started their petition to shove me out of bed around 5:00, I silently got up, put grain … Continue reading Moody Musings

Father’s Day

You will find that I am almost completely silent on Mother's Day and Father's Day. I lost both of my parents within five months of each other between 2007 and 2008, so each holiday is difficult for me. My parents were young, making it all the more devastating. I have a living, constant reminder of … Continue reading Father’s Day

Let Me Know When It’s My Turn

It's mildly interesting to me that the majority of people don't care how much they bitch to others. They can complain about the same thing every single day for 8-12 hours, but God forbid you want to interject with a thought. Suddenly you're "the enemy" who has interrupted the flow of kvetching. (Please refer to … Continue reading Let Me Know When It’s My Turn

Professional Headaches

I am not known for my patience. If you're not a child or a "little" ("Hello littles!" That's how I talk to animals.), my tolerance for you is probably slim to none. God help you if slim leaves town. People's expectations are unreasonable, especially when I am given work that requires hours and hours of … Continue reading Professional Headaches