Writing

The Need For Silence

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Tomorrow is Samhain, which is Halloween for the uninitiated who can't even pronounce what I just said. I've taken some time this week to be quiet, to look deeply within, and to give myself some space. Every year brings a new set of challenges, and I am hoping to embark on happier ones this time … Continue reading The Need For Silence

The Little Things

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You know you're a writer who lives and dies by her laptop when replacing your laptop battery is a big deal. What's worse, you're excited about the fact that you got it for a good price and it should be here sooner rather than later. The fact that I considered getting a second one "just … Continue reading The Little Things

Sick & Tired

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I am sick & tired. Mostly of being both of the aforementioned. Because I have Fibromyalgia, my body responds differently to the weather and a lot of other external things that I, personally, cannot control. I have heightened senses, so a lot of smells make me sick and I often have to retreat to my … Continue reading Sick & Tired

Sometimes People Ask For Way Too Much

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Here's something important you all need to know about me. Above all else, I am supremely professional. However, if you're antagonistic and you push my buttons right out of the gate, I will remain professional until the job is done, but I won't ever be anywhere in the vicinity of nice ever again. Some clients, … Continue reading Sometimes People Ask For Way Too Much

Dark Clouds

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I'd love to say I'm up early and writing. The truth is, I was woken from a migraine by the smell of brewing coffee. At 12:30 a.m. Strictly speaking, the smell of coffee is really pleasant to me. I breathe deeply, it evokes memories, but when I'm sick, there is a very long list of … Continue reading Dark Clouds