Posts about, among other things, mental illness, mental health, and recovery.
As I’ve mentioned, I’ve arrogantly decided to put together a “best of” for publication. It’ll be an e-book mostly with on-demand printing as an option. Or not. I haven’t looked into it in any great detail: I’m still finishing the book draft although I hear Canva is the place to be for self-publishers. I’d wanted to be done by the end of January but time … Continue reading Not nearly enough editing.
I’m no good at skateboarding. It’s not about balance. I do yoga on the semi-regular and can hold a tree with the middlest of them. It’s about impact on cement and being kind of a chicken. I’m also pretty willing to give up. As Homer Simpson says, “if something’s hard to do, it’s not worth doing.” I like being comfortable and not looking the fool … Continue reading Skinned knees hurt.
I made a thing. It’s not pithy but I like it. Continue reading Thoughts on inside voices.
This is a rarity: I almost never write directly onto the platform. Doing so precludes the repeated editing and revising I like to undertake before ultimately binning my efforts. I’ve dissolved attempts a plenty this past week, including a whiny, self-indulgent rant about family – been there, done that – and a piece on the increase in my self-mutilating behaviour that was flip and shallow … Continue reading Time passes.
From Famine to Feast 