Thoughts

Ink To Paper

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Hello, everyone! Despite being under the weather, I wanted to take a break from the manuscript I am working on and see what I could bring to all of you fine individuals today. 🙂 Writing is going incredibly well, knock on wood. 110,000 words in approximately six weeks, minus things I ended up cutting. That … Continue reading Ink To Paper

From Scratch

Miss Poison Honesty, Pieces Of Me, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Two days. That's all it took to completely erase me. My entire past and much of the present; things I've held onto tightly because I believed I had something in life worth fighting for. I still had hope. I believed in the responsibility. I believed in keeping specific things, and people, alive, and sacred. Now, … Continue reading From Scratch

Eleven Years Ago

Miss Poison December, In Memory, My Father, Poison In Lethal Doses, Writing , , , , , , , , , , ,

I buried my father eleven years ago today. It is the exact day; a cold Sunday that seemed to go on forever. When a funeral home employee pulled me aside that day and asked me to identify the body, I tried holding my brother back, in an attempt to shield him from what I'd just … Continue reading Eleven Years Ago