Writing
Blame It On The Pain
UGH! Yes, that's what I have to say. I'm tired, because apparently "crack of dawn" in my house means "We're all awake Mommy! Don't you want to feed us?" Mmm...not so much. LOL. After truly forcing myself to get things done yesterday, today barely feels like a Sunday. It is quiet, thankfully, and there's supposed … Continue reading Blame It On The Pain
As A Direct Result
I've decided that today is going to be a work-free day. I went to bed this morning sick as a dog. I suspect my brief time out yesterday affected me more severely than it ought to. Within a few hours of coming home, I got my fourth migraine of the week. I took a brief … Continue reading As A Direct Result
They Say We Need…
Two nights in a row, I've gone to bed early with some form of pain. Tuesday night it was a migraine that I was praying away. The idea of waking up with it and having it stay with me was not one I was willing to romance. Last night, I still had a headache, but … Continue reading They Say We Need…
This Is How I Know It’s Wednesday
Once the heat & humidity overpowers your thoughts, the days just blend, one into the other. After a while, you find yourself occasionally double-checking the date so that you don't make an error on something that may or may not be all that important. When it doubt, check it out. How do I know that … Continue reading This Is How I Know It’s Wednesday
Safe Places
There are no safe places any more. There is only anger, violence, hatred, weapons, and blame. Words get taken out of context, because one cannot grow up and handle the truth. Responsibilities are ever-present. Mental illness is not something to be bandied about or laughed off. Throwing people's issues around breeds contempt. But you cannot … Continue reading Safe Places
Weird Worthless Weekends Lost To Pain
Friday morning I stated that I'd rest this weekend and get things done inside my home, as much as humanly possible. I mentally calculated exactly how much laundry needed to be done, and then factored a few others things into the mix. What I did not factor in was a terrible Fibro flare and bouts … Continue reading Weird Worthless Weekends Lost To Pain
How To Be A Client An Editor Wants To Work With
Author's Note: These are all true experiences. I will never name names, but I'm not going to filter my honesty either. If something I say here offends you, then you probably don't want to be a writer. Not every client I work with is a breeze, but a small percentage are truly fabulous (One I … Continue reading How To Be A Client An Editor Wants To Work With
It’s Back
June. It's like most four letter words for me. Thanks to global warming, it's only a precursor to the heat that will undoubtedly blast my little portion of the world. This past weekend the heat and humidity were so thick in the air it was like being slapped the second I opened the door to … Continue reading It’s Back
