Once upon a time, there was a very nice girl. Or perhaps she was nice without qualification. The road to hell is paved with adverbs, or so I’ve been told. Who decided adverbs were verboten anyway (Have I asked this before? Is it a groundhog-day question)? Once again, I digress. I do it frequently: it’s a feature not a glitch. I don’t have ADHD, I’m … Continue reading Ch-ch-changes.*
When people don’t follow directions, things don’t work out as well as they could. This is, of course, generally speaking, and I can already hear the “but this one time, at band camp.” When you follow the directions, you don’t end up with mystery parts and machines that don’t start. Most of the time. My frustration level stays lower too. If I follow the directions … Continue reading Failing to follow directions generally ends badly.
Writer’s block: a condition primarily associated with writing, in which an author is unable to produce new work or experiences a creative slowdown. This creative stall is not a result of commitment problems or a lack of writing skills. [i] For reasons large and small, I’m resisting my attempts at essaying. My journal is getting some work, though most of what I write is superficial. … Continue reading Deep thoughts and writer’s block.
Self-care is a skill. If you’re lucky, your parents teach you everything you need to know. If you’re unlucky or over forty, it’s less innate and requires more education and practice. I was bad at self-care for a long time. It was the eating disorder and the raging mental illness. My energies were otherwise occupied. Wrinkle-treatments weren’t on my radar. I regret that now. Some … Continue reading Self-care is an evolving art.
From Famine to Feast. 