It's my mission this year to take better care of my physical and mental health. And it's important to consider how writing and being an author have contributed to my anxiety issues and not-so-great habits ( Read more... )

I won't pretend 2021 was anything other than what it was. Stressful, and beyond all else, busy. Too busy for my mental health. But it brought beautiful moments, too. Releasing a heart book from my soul. Two best friends (almost sisters) bringing wonderful new souls into the world. Gaining another sisterhood with my favorite cousin. Reconnecting ( Read more... )

My magic is born of emotions ( Read more... )

This week, I've been wrapped up in Book Three for the first time in a while. Reading things over, editing a bit, then finishing up a chapter I hadn't touched since 2019 ( Read more... )

23 years ago, I embarked on my first day of fourth grade ( Read more... )

Things feel strange right now. Like looking around at the edge of a cliff I've just slid partway down. Unsure if I should try to climb the precarious path back up, or leap into new heights, trusting invisible wings to carry me ( Read more... )

This month has been pretty intense for me so far. A lot has happened, good and bad and complicated. And I'm just feeling a lot at once right now. My heart hurts from so many emotions and memories and regrets. But I've also sold some books, done a giveaway, and printed bookmarks ( Read more... )

When we talk about rebirth, a phoenix rising from its ashes, it's one explosive event that leaves you forever changed. Fresh and pure in a new life or way of being. I believe those rebirths are possible. Maybe I've had few of them in my own past. For certain, I've had epiphanies. Times where I've tapped into something greater and uncovered some ( Read more... )

I don't know everything about my universe ( Read more... )

Self-doubt is my default state. My brain was forever changed from absorbing and believing the words of my peers. I've been away from them for sixteen years, but they live on inside me. And often those words are triggered by things I read. Hateful posts. Extreme criticism. Ugly fighting. Shaming. It flips a switch in my brain. My chest tightens, and ( Read more... )