It is a waste alright. I, too, have been begged to keep writing.
There is an analogy that Steven Covey likes to use. No, I don’t typically quote Steven Covey, but this is particularly apropos. You have a vase, three big rocks, and a bunch of pebbles. If you put all the pebbles in, and then [...]
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Indeed it is
Posted in Depression, Growing up, Life, Motherhood, Writing on February 7, 2009 | 2 Comments »
How wasteful
Posted in Depression, Growing up, Life, Writing, tagged come back, creativity, Depression, economy, Life, returning, sorrow, writer's block, Writing on January 31, 2009 | 2 Comments »
I promise to write more. I hope my two other women will too. Let’s just get this shit out, even if no one reads it.
Lost Time
Posted in Growing up, Life, Writing, tagged career, Job, Life, Writing on December 1, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
This past month has been lost time. Time spent reading the Twilight series, hanging on Alan’s couch, restless sleep, drinking beer and most of all revaluating the “big picture”. Who am I and what am I doing here kind of shit.
The 9-5 wasn’t working for me anyway. I’d scratch my head at the obvious questions [...]
The Rescuers
Posted in Growing up, Life, tagged childhood, movies, rescue on October 14, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
When I was small, I had an LP of the old Disney movie, The Rescuers. Now, this wasn’t just any LP. This was the ENTIRE MOVIE, start to finish. Of course there was the music, but every line and every sound-effect was captured as well. I can’t be sure, but I doubt I’d had more [...]
Hallucination
Posted in Growing up, Illness, Life, tagged childhood, hallucinations, pain, Young on September 6, 2008 | 1 Comment »
“When I was a child, I had a fever. My hands felt just like two balloons. Now I’ve got that feeling once again. I can’t explain. You would not understand. This is not how I am.” — Pink Floyd, “Comfortably Numb”
One of my earliest memories is of hallucinations.
At a very young age, no older than [...]
Blond Experiment
Posted in Appearance, Growing up, Life, tagged beauty, color, fashion, hair on August 30, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Today, I am getting my hair done. I will not be dying it blond or red or jet black or even hot pink, all previous colors of my youth. Rather, I will keep my hair in its natural state, a slight dark brown with a couple of caramel splashes.
My mother used to let me dye [...]
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3 Women Who Blog RSS Feed- poem of the past. February 13, 2009Love that surreal is never meant to last.
- Indeed it is February 7, 2009It is a waste alright. I, too, have been begged to keep writing. There is an analogy that Steven Covey likes to use. No, I don’t typically quote Steven Covey, but this is particularly apropos. You have a vase, three big rocks, and a bunch of pebbles. If you put all the pebbles in, and then [...]
- How wasteful January 31, 2009I promise to write more. I hope my two other women will too. Let's just get this shit out, even if no one reads it.
- Lost Time December 1, 2008This past month has been lost time. Time spent reading the Twilight series, hanging on Alan’s couch, restless sleep, drinking beer and most of all revaluating the “big picture”. Who am I and what am I doing here kind of shit. The 9-5 wasn’t working for me anyway. I’d scratch my head at the obvious questions [...]
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