Pieces Of Me

Writing Means…

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Writing Means Writing truly means different things to different people. As I approach my 28th year as a writer, which feels like “just yesterday”, I find myself very introspective about the beginning, middle, and present day. It’s hard to believe I was ever this quiet, small, shy, introverted child that wasn’t highly talkative. I only … Continue reading Writing Means…

Am I Wearing A Sign?

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I am thisclose (that is not a typo) to killing one of my clients. If you feel like someone is professionally giving you the runaround, it's probably because they are. Though I suspect, some people are truly stupider than one can give them credit for. There aren't enough "LOLs" in the world to mask the … Continue reading Am I Wearing A Sign?

Do Not Confuse…

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I think it's really important to listen to others and hear them, even if the subject matter makes you uncomfortable. I don't like to denounce someone's feelings, even if I disagree with their perspective. People say that words aren't harmful, but they can be and it's important to acknowledge that even the simplest way of … Continue reading Do Not Confuse…

Break, Not Broken

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Break, Not Broken I came into this world intolerant of fake people, lies, and bullshit. This has only become more pronounced as I’ve gotten older. There are actual photos of me as a baby, newly home from the hospital, and the expression on my face is priceless. I know exactly what I was thinking in … Continue reading Break, Not Broken

Thank Goddess It’s Friday!

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What a horrific week. I am not sorry to move into the weekend, not even with 4-7 inches of snow currently predicted between tonight and tomorrow. There hasn't been much snow to speak of this winter. Yes, for that I should be grateful, and I am, but I do like a few inches on the … Continue reading Thank Goddess It’s Friday!

The Truth Is…

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I am sick of it all. I am exhausted beyond measure. I feel emotionally shredded. I'm tired of people trying to emulate me. I realize they lack vision, manners, and basic common sense. No matter what people say, we're not all "born with it". Fibromyalgia pain is gutting me. There are too many days I … Continue reading The Truth Is…

Freelance Doesn’t Mean Free

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Some days, I am utterly appalled by the audacity of others. There is a fine line between offering to help someone as a form of empowering another woman, and then dealing with the opposite side of the coin where someone wants you to do a job, but then wants you to lower your rate. When … Continue reading Freelance Doesn’t Mean Free

Stirring The Cauldron

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There is a humorous saying in my family: "When Lisa gets bored, she gets dangerous." It's truly a joke, I'm basically a sweet kitten from hell, but right now, I've got a TON on my plate and it's beyond overwhelming. I hate it when people use the excuse of being "busy" so as not to do … Continue reading Stirring The Cauldron