On not writing, meta-imposterdom and being very, very tired.

My figurative anxiety toolbox was filled with tools for dealing with mental illness-y things that had no basis. Of identifying rogue emotions and coping. It doesn’t have a section labelled ‘what to do when someone close to you dies’. It doesn’t have a section labelled ‘how to cope when someone breaks into your home twice in a week and you’re home for the second attempt’. It doesn’t have a section labelled ‘actual life shit that the whole world is effectively ill equipped to deal with and so are you and that’s okay’.

A Quick Update and Some Awesome News

Why, you may ask? Why are you an over-used meme of a dog sitting at a table surrounded by flames? How could you possible justify the use of an over-used, ancient dog meme?

Where. Do. I. Start?!

Been a little while…(*Mindless Rambling*)

Hello to any of my current readers – it’s been a little while since I’ve written anything, and that’s because I’ve been getting my life in order! As an unofficial NY resolution, I’ve promised myself that I will try things that I may have otherwise procrastinated on doing. If I see something of interest to enter or volunteer for – I’m doing it. If I see a writing competition, or a volunteering slot reviewing books; something, anything and everything that I have space and time to participate in doing, I’m doing it. So far it’s working out quite well.

A Series of Exploratory Rants: VIII

A series of exploratory rants about Grey.

Intrepid Adventures in Blogging

Gird your loins

Prepare your noses

Why am I like this