…Do you ever hit “send” on an email, and immediately feel like you’re going to vom? …yeah, me neither. *gulp* In other news, I don’t really have a whole lot of other news. I filed my taxes today, and am pre-spending the return in my head. It doesn’t take long. I’m also pretty much over this snow thing. And this...
I went to see the new Sherlock Holmes tonight and realized that I am really not a film snob. I’m just not, and I’m okay with that. I’m not a book snob, either, which bothers me a bit more, but that’s for another post. I can see why a lot of people say this Sherlock Holmes is crap, that the...
Doing taxes for a year when I was self-employed as a writer is nearly reason enough to ditch the idea altogether. Have I mentioned that I am a numbers dunce? I’m grateful for the easy walk-through with Tax Act, but I always have major anxiety about filing; this year I not only have the self-employment income, but a dependent child,...
Moving is such a weird experience. Right now, I’m just moving my office, from this cubicle to a new, slightly less cubicle-y cubicle in a new building. But in the year I’ve been here, I’ve created a little timeline of stuff – cards and quotes and flowers and drawings and stories and one stuffed pink flamingo. What’s interesting is how I...
Tonight, I re-read Hope for the Flowers. This is an excerpt from tonight’s private journal post. It’s not fucking poetry. I just broke it up because I felt broken when I wrote it. My wings are still cramped, sodden, unfamiliar. I want to stretch them out, admire their span, see them flutter in the breeze – a hint of...
If I knew how to quickly and easily do what all of these pages have done to support the internet blackout, I would. Instead, I’ll show my solidarity by directing you to the ReadWriteWeb article, “What A Blacked Out Internet Looks Like.” All of these sites we use without even thinking about it, plus many, many more, including damned near...
Tuesdays are therapy night. My therapist, Richard, is this soft-spoken man of about my height with a round bald head and round clear acrylic glasses and a wide wide smile that makes him squint. His approach is holistic, addressing not only emotions and intangible cause and effect, but also the science of our brains and bodies, and most importantly, how...
Google+ hangouts may be the solution to the nostalgia I’ve been feeling around the fact that chat rooms have fallen out of vogue. Tonight, I watched a broadcast of an interview Lynette Young hosted with Adrienne Graham, Forbes.com contributor and author of the new book, No, You Can’t Pick My Brain, It Costs Too Much. I hadn’t tested out any aspect...
A couple of weeks ago, I signed up for daily writing prompts from a certain source. I was super excited about it, which I mentioned here. I didn’t even let the “Poetry Wednesday” thing turn me off entirely. But in the whole time that I’ve been receiving these daily emails, not once has a prompt actually inspired me to write...
I’m taking a night “off” from the blog because I actually have two writing projects with deadlines: one a freelance engagement assisting a friend with a 3-8 page cover letter for a position at a private university, and the other a TOP SECRET mission that I really, really, really want to talk about but will not just yet. But if...