Mental Vacancies

2015-03-19 Miss Poison Fibromyalgia, Health, Life, Pieces Of Me, Work, Writing Editing, Fibromyalgia, Health, Life, Pieces Of Me, Work, Writing

Hello everyone! I did mean to write something sooner, but quite frankly, the brain does what the brain wants to do. Of late, I wasn't 100% sure it was even there any more. However, I assure you it's all firmly attached, but there never seems to be enough time in a day and my thoughts … Continue reading Mental Vacancies

Tell Me The Truth; Was I Run Over By A Truck?!

2015-03-08 Miss Poison Chronic Pain, Exhaustion, Fibromyalgia, Honesty, Migraines, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work, Writing Exhaustion, Fibromyalgia, Honesty, Migraines, Musings, Pain, Poison In Lethal Doses, Stress, Weekends, Work, Writing

Sleep issues, for now, seem to be on their way to looking up. I was in bed so early last night, I'm certain every 80+ year old Grandmother was still awake when my head hit the pillow. When sleeping is difficult, it's good to go to bed the second you can no longer keep your … Continue reading Tell Me The Truth; Was I Run Over By A Truck?!

Greetings From Enduring Pain

2015-03-032015-03-04 Miss Poison Fibromyalgia, Honesty, Life, March, Musings, Pain, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work, Writing Fibromyalgia Pain, Limitations, March, Musings, Poison In Lethal Doses, Rest, Work, Writing

The title seemed witty when I wrote it, but now it seems bloody pathetic. I hope everyone is having an easy start to March. Mine involved ice and snow. However, in the midst of all that, the bunnies have returned and my yard was FULL of a wide array of birds yesterday. There were some … Continue reading Greetings From Enduring Pain

In Some Situations

2015-02-18 Miss Poison Creativity, Editing, Editors, Health, Inspiration, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work, Writer, Writers, Writing Creativity, Editing, Health, Inspiration, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Talent, The Creative Mind, The Creative Voice, Work, Writers, Writing

In some situations, you are the problem. In others, you are the problem solver. In the last week, I have been both the problem and the problem solver, but I’m proud of myself because I found a way around the problems and managed to solve them without losing my cool, yelling, screaming, or “unleashing the … Continue reading In Some Situations

Booked

2015-02-11 Miss Poison Birthdays, Blessings, Friendship, Honesty, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work, Writing Friendship, Honesty, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work, Writing

I have to admit, I'm slightly impressed with myself at the moment. I'm double-booked with two sizeable manuscripts. There are bonuses to these two jobs, one of which is repeat business. Nothing quite says "You're really good at what you do.", than someone wanting to hire you on a repeat basis so that they never … Continue reading Booked

It Doesn’t Feel Like A Saturday

2015-02-07 Miss Poison Being Sick, Exhaustion, Life, Musings, Poison In Lethal Doses, Self-Care, Work, Writing Being Sick, Gone Girl by Gillian Flynn, Life, Musings, The Judge, Work, Writing

Perhaps having a stressful week and being sick has made me feel like today is Friday, instead of Saturday. It's disorienting. The sunrise looked more like a sunset, so incredibly stunning in blues and pinks. I have little interest now though in watching the actual sunset. I think it's just laziness. I completed a job … Continue reading It Doesn’t Feel Like A Saturday

Am I Wearing A Sign?

2015-01-27 Miss Poison Clients, Honesty, Life, Musings, People, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Professional, Snow, Stress, Work Clients, Life, Musings, People, Poison In Lethal Doses, Snow, Stress, Work

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?

Freelance Doesn’t Mean Free

2015-01-20 Miss Poison Being Real, Clients, Creativity, Editing, Exhaustion, Honesty, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Stress, Things That Enrage Me, Unbelievable Crap, Work, Writers, Writing Being Real, Honesty, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Stress, Work, Writing

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

Soldiering On

2015-01-15 Miss Poison Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work, Writing Exhaustion, God/Goddess Of War, Poison In Lethal Doses, Soldiering On, Work, Writing

credited to Ashley Graham I'm a little bit better today. The stress of being overbooked was grating on every last nerve. Being sick didn't help. At this point, I think it's just the remnants of a cold. At least that's what my allergies are telling me. I no longer feel like I need a constant … Continue reading Soldiering On

My Goal This Weekend

2015-01-102015-01-10 Miss Poison Cancer, Fibromyalgia, Goals, Honesty, Humor, Images/Photos/Quotes, Life, Musings, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Work, Writing Blood, Bone Marrow, Cancer, Fibromyalgia, Honesty, Humor, I Hate Being Sick, Images/Photos/Quotes, Life, Poison In Lethal Doses, Registry Drive, Save A Life, Work, Writing

In all seriousness, being sick made this a long, drawn out week. It was only made better by lots of fluids, rest, and soup. I am nothing if not serious about soup. Unfortunately, whatever this virus is, it lulled me into a false sense of security because it's a sadistic bastard. I was fine for … Continue reading My Goal This Weekend