This is what I did this weekend: I went on a hike on Friday afternoon after work. I read on the back porch. I worked on my writing. I ended up tearing out half of what I wrote, but it felt good to get back into writing. I went on a couple walks around the…… Continue reading The Introvert’s Weekend.
I wasn’t allowed to have a video game system when I was growing up. My parents didn’t want me sitting in front of the television all day, so I missed out on all the fond memories that people my age seem to have of certain NES, Playstation, and XBOX games. Your favorite game character here.…… Continue reading Games I’d Play If I Had the Right Video Game or Computer System
I used to have this recurring nightmare for several years. I don’t remember when they first started, probably around 8 or 9. The basis of the dream was always the same: I was trying to escape from my house. Sometimes what was chasing me was an actual person who broke into the house, but most…… Continue reading The Nightmare Demon
There are people who write on a regular basis. I want to know their secret. Do they plan their posts out and schedule them, or do they write them as they go along? It’s always interesting to me that people can write long interesting posts on the fly and make it look like they knew…… Continue reading On Writing and the Expectations of Women.
My birthday was on Monday. I had wanted to do something extra special for it this year since it was a milestone birthday, but I ended up not doing anything over the top. I went to my usual favorite restaurant, a pizza place that is unique to the state I live in (as far as…… Continue reading Thoughts On My Birthday.
I don’t ever recall becoming aware of what being gay or lesbian meant. I was a child in the 90’s, I don’t think it was something people exactly talked about, especially with the AIDS epidemic getting a stronghold back then. I’m not gay, so being aware of it all or even knowing what it meant…… Continue reading The one about the gay community.
I always come back to writing. No matter how long it’s been since I last put words to paper, I always come back to write something else down, if only for my own sanity. Most people think of books when they think of writing. In the very least, people assume you’re writing short stories. I…… Continue reading The Need to Write.