I can’t even begin to fully articulate what the last few weeks have been like for me. Hospital. Near-eviction. Rapid, rabid mood swings. Disastrous car trouble. More car trouble. Moving. PAX. Yelling. Broken phones. Tears. And yet… Here I am. Whole. Unbowed. Determined. Unbent. Successful. Unbroken. If I can survive this, I can probably survive… Continue reading Return Of The Blue
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Gone Dark
The last few days have not been kind to me. Oh, the weekend was a blast. Any chance I get to see the wonderful friends I’m now close enough to see more than once a year is a good one. I managed to go to a soccer match for the first time in a long… Continue reading Gone Dark
500 Words On Depression
It sucks. Part of me just wants to repeat those two words 250 times and be done with the subject. But, even though this is my personal webspace, a tiny little corner of the vast Internet, I do try to present my work and my thoughts in a more professional manner than that. If this… Continue reading 500 Words On Depression
500 Words on Goals
Shut up, Blerch. A lot of people have long-term goals. Finishing school, meeting a deadline, saving up for a house or car, starting a business, the list goes on. But there are short-term goals, too, and they are just as vital. Like long-term goals, these take a variety of forms. Write a number of words.… Continue reading 500 Words on Goals
From The Vault: Why Take This Matters
I’m still shaking off the doldrums and getting myself back on track. While I make more steps towards that, please feel free to read over this post about one of the best initiatives I’ve ever had the pleasure of helping with, even as a source of moral and financial support. It’s important. It’s dangerous to… Continue reading From The Vault: Why Take This Matters
Masks Off
I’ve had kind of a shitty week. I haven’t heard from recruiters. Barely a word from the dayjob leads I’m pursuing on my own. I’ve had difficulties in maintaining focus, getting words out, not being pulled into discussions on the Internet. Hell, I finally went to bed at a reasonable hour last night, and I… Continue reading Masks Off
500 Words on Personal Space
Today I’m taking a break from talking about stories and games. Today there’s something on my mind that really bothers me. Since it’s not personal, I won’t be tucking it away in a note or text post elsewhere. It’s going to be here, for all to see. Because not only is this bothering me, I… Continue reading 500 Words on Personal Space
500 Words on Headspace
Courtesy Floating Robes I hate whining. I loathe making excuses. When I break down emotionally and start blathering about why I can’t keep my shit together, I feel like a petulant 4-year-old, throwing a tantrum because he didn’t get his way. I’m an adult, I should be able to just roll with whatever abuse comes… Continue reading 500 Words on Headspace
Schedule? What Schedule?
I’m not making nearly enough time to write. I hate myself for this. I hate that I can’t seem to parcel out my hours and my energy in such a way that I can get all of the work I need to complete done in as timely and complete a manner as I would like.… Continue reading Schedule? What Schedule?
From the Vault: Why I'll Never Grow Up
I am exhausted. Today’s been one of those days where time seems to stretch out like taffy in front of me, and while the amount seems small from one angle, it’s incredibly long from where I am right now. Tomorrow will be different, and better. But for now, here’s an entry from a few years… Continue reading From the Vault: Why I'll Never Grow Up
