She/Her
I just wanted to post a reminder of my existence.
I just wanted to post a reminder of my existence.
Trans rights are human rights.
That was a n*zi salute.
Always p*nch n*zis.
Trans rights are human rights.
That was a n*zi salute.
Always p*nch n*zis.
Kiddo: oh, that’s tough. It would be between you and mommy.
Me in other room: *melts into puddle*
Kiddo: oh, that’s tough. It would be between you and mommy.
Me in other room: *melts into puddle*
But then I worked out, had lunch, watched Tasting History and Colbert.
So instead it’s time to gird my loins to volunteer with kiddo’s math club. By which I mean I’m gonna relax in the dark & quiet for a bit — maybe do the crossword.
But then I worked out, had lunch, watched Tasting History and Colbert.
So instead it’s time to gird my loins to volunteer with kiddo’s math club. By which I mean I’m gonna relax in the dark & quiet for a bit — maybe do the crossword.
Do I remember what I was planning to write? Also no.
Have I reread what I have written? Still no.
But I have gotten my teeth fixed, eyes checked, coached soccer, and gone to physical therapy.
So I am calling it a win.
Do I remember what I was planning to write? Also no.
Have I reread what I have written? Still no.
But I have gotten my teeth fixed, eyes checked, coached soccer, and gone to physical therapy.
So I am calling it a win.
The more the things I love have become mainstream the more I’m willing to accept loosening the rules that make it a good one.
The more the things I love have become mainstream the more I’m willing to accept loosening the rules that make it a good one.
I Can Do It With A Broken Heart, I Hate It Here, and Clara Bow are my favorites. Especially the second one.
If I wanted to write angst I’d listen to the whole album on repeat, but I don’t need to be reminded of how to be sad.
And I’m writing for myself.
I Can Do It With A Broken Heart, I Hate It Here, and Clara Bow are my favorites. Especially the second one.
If I wanted to write angst I’d listen to the whole album on repeat, but I don’t need to be reminded of how to be sad.
And I’m writing for myself.
My writing is no longer only fueled by spite.
I’ve been doing research and figuring out backstories and I have some semblance of a plot.
But really I just came here to shout into the void that I wrote a fight scene and it doesn’t suck!
My writing is no longer only fueled by spite.
I’ve been doing research and figuring out backstories and I have some semblance of a plot.
But really I just came here to shout into the void that I wrote a fight scene and it doesn’t suck!
O.o
Turns out it has been a long time since I wrote anything that was longer than a few pages. It’s hard y’all.
O.o
Turns out it has been a long time since I wrote anything that was longer than a few pages. It’s hard y’all.
You put the lime in the coconut… 🎶
You put the lime in the coconut… 🎶
stupid mental health walk.
my stupid mental health walk. damn it. it works. da-damn it.
st-st-st-st-stupid mental health walk.
stupid mental health walk.
my stupid mental health walk. damn it. it works. da-damn it.
st-st-st-st-stupid mental health walk.
(The 3rd Bridgerton is still my favorite historical.) But yes, my new favorite romance book is Bazaar Girls, by Kerrigan Byrne and Cynthia St. Aubin. (It is also the 3rd in the series.)
(The 3rd Bridgerton is still my favorite historical.) But yes, my new favorite romance book is Bazaar Girls, by Kerrigan Byrne and Cynthia St. Aubin. (It is also the 3rd in the series.)
So I accidentally made brown butter rice crispy treats. Oops?
So I accidentally made brown butter rice crispy treats. Oops?