• Torn To Shreds Paper

    Torn To Shreds

    So, I’m working on the second book. My hands are full with so much right now that I’m amazed I have time to type this out. Of course, I listen to music as I write, and this song kept coming up when I wrote the first bit of the first draft. It felt then, and feels now, like a good summation of the main character’s feelings. It’s also how I have felt in writing. People who claim to have had good motives end up tearing me to shreds. Despite what might be said, I am a resilient person (my doctor says so 😉 ). It is sometimes so hard to…

  • brain questions mental health

    Mental Health And My Brain

    My brain can be an epic asshole with my mental health. I can take it out in the sun (with the proper amount of protection), give it veggies, hydrate, exercise and it still likes to fuck with me. I have had depression since I was about twelve. It was like someone flipped a switch (likely the puberty switch) and my mostly happy self went into feeling generally hopeless. I know I’ve always been a shy and very anxious person, as long as I can remember. I wasn’t diagnosed with Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder – Primarily Inattentive (ADHD-PI from here on out) until my (now) husband looked at me after I…

  • Rediscovery

    I’ve been holding off on writing a new entry for a while. I just couldn’t find anything to say. And what I could find to say, really, didn’t warrant being said. Until something happened that forced me onto a journey. A journey of rediscovery. I was really down when it came to my writing (amongst other things). I can remember a time when I really felt that I had something special to share with the world. That has felt like a lifetime ago. For me, writing became a heinous job, that I didn’t want to deal with. You might ask why? I’ve been through a lot in the last five…