Never have I ever, fully understood myself

I binged the entire second season of Never Have I Ever today.  That’s not an excuse for not getting to my writing sooner—because the episodes are only a half-hour—but I’m still stuck in the habit of writing only at the last minute before I go to bed. And I...

Nothing lasts forever no matter how painful

In this moment, I feel like nothing I’m doing matters. Like this blog is silly and unimportant and will never be read by anyone (never mind my fiction). Like I’ll be stuck forever in my job, my pain, my inability to write more than 300 words at a time.  I feel...

When you run out of excuses

I have no clever excuses today. There were plenty of times I could have simply switched windows on my computer and started typing. But I didn’t.  Even leaving Scrivener open overnight so I couldn’t not see it when I fired up my computer this morning didn’t...

Money: the elephant in the room

I know we live in a world where you have to make money to enjoy certain comforts of life. Hell, I want those comforts as much as the next guy—I like having a roof over my head, thank you very much. But more often than not, the money isn’t worth the things I seem to...

How cultivating bad habits gets in the way

Yesterday wiped me out. I think I slept more than I was awake if I’m being honest, though I don’t love admitting that sort of thing. Part of me thinks it was depression. Another thinks it might have been the amount of sugar I consumed the day before. An even bigger...