Breaking Free

Breaking free is hard. I’ve looked back on my blog posts over the years, which are all over the place of course, and I’ve visited my old writing accounts on various forums. Stopping short of digging out the plastic bins in storage filled with notebooks and journals, little scraps of paper, article and magazine clippings dating back as far as the 1980s — I just wanted to refresh myself on where I’ve been and where I may be going. Countless times I’ve proclaimed to be washed anew. Fresh-eyed. Open-hearted. Ready to forge ahead at my goals full steam only to

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My Anxiety-Stricken Writing Process

In keeping with trying to get back to my roots here in the la-la-land of delusional living, I’ve been forcing myself to spend at least two hours a day just writing. Some days this goes splendidly and other days it’s like pure, absolute hell. I’m finding that a lot of it depends on where my anxiety scale falls on that particular day. Today, for instance, I would have to rate my general anxiety level at about a 4-5. No idea why though. I just feel kind of on edge and a bit flighty, which makes it hard to keep my

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