Life in the Real World

Welcome back to school, kids. You lucky ducks, you. I am a college graduate. I am extremely fresh to this whole college graduate thing. Like, I still haven't gotten my diploma in the mail. Being a college graduate, I am now in that awkward stage of life where I have a degree and have to…Read more Life in the Real World

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Feeling Foggy

So, I have depression. It is different for everyone and I'm sure there's always someone else who has it worse but this is my space. For me, depression is this perpetual fog that I'm stuck in, trying to push forward only to see more fog. Not only that but the fog whispers things to me,…Read more Feeling Foggy

Thoughts While Watching Family Guy

DISCLAIMER: I WILL MENTION AGAIN AND AGAIN HOW MUCH I LOVE THIS SHOW BUT YES, I LOVE THIS SHOW. THESE ARE JUST SOME THOUGHTS I HAVE WHILE WATCHING.  THIS IS PURELY FOR ENTERTAINMENT. ENJOY. 1st - This guy is just ridiculous. Like, I love this show but if Peter Griffin was my husband, well, he…Read more Thoughts While Watching Family Guy

My Writing Process

Writing is different for everyone. Some people are pantsers (as in people who write through the seat of their pants) while others are plotters and plan everything before writing. I consider myself a mix of both - dubbed plantser by the writing community. Putting it straight: I write, then I plot some, then I write…Read more My Writing Process

Big Announcement – Again…

So due to other things going on in my life, I'm changing my prior announcement. I am going to be moving from just writing about things to talking about things via my new YouTube channel, something I mentioned before but now the date is changed and so has the link. In a couple of weeks,…Read more Big Announcement – Again…

We’re all Animals

Something struck me this past Thanksgiving. We celebrate the plight of some people who just wanted away from the crazy serial-groom King Henry VIII. The pilgrims were so fed up with their king and his church that they got onto a boat and risked never seeing loved ones again just to assure themselves that they would one day be at peace. Can you imagine how insane someone must be that people feel like they must flee the country? But I digress. See, I wasn't thinking about the dark history of Thanksgiving so much as the biology of us as animals. We are so organized as predators.