Sorry for not posting/responding to comments. Life has been draining me like crazy.

I am trying to be brave and change things. I am making the attempt to open up.

Hello, I am alive. Therefore, life will be okay.

Alright brigits_flame , you need to post the May contest prompt. I am itching to write and I need a subject to think around.

Yes, I'm finally getting back to the flame. Hopefully this month will be a productive one. I haven't written since the All Stars contest in January and am very much looking forward to getting my creative juices flowing once again.

In other ( Read more... )

 So, uhm...my hard drive crashed ( Read more... )

It's the last day of my four day weekend. I slept until 11, ate pancakes, pork roll, and baba ganoush. Now I'm lazing about in pajamas.

My haircut went well yesterday. It's shorter, but less stringy (thank goodness).  I can go back to growing it out long without fearing thin jagged pieces at the bottom. All in all, more days of wearing my hair down ( Read more... )

( Remembering dreams. [again] )

 ( Sleep leads to dreams. )

Got to chat with azuire  today.  Have I mentioned how made of super awesomesauce she is? Well? She is the awesomesauce on top of my beloved chirashi bowl of life! ♥

I love our writerly chats, dear.  Now get your damn webcam so we can both see each other.  *pokes*

I have a four day weekend.  Four days of utter bliss, doing whatever the heck I want.  It's ( Read more... )

I still have an hour to kill before work.  Update time.

To my writer friends (wow, everyone on here): Do you sometimes feel that when you write, even using the most vivid of imagery, there's still a disconnect between you and your piece? More often than not this happens when I'm writing nonfiction (or honest) poetry.  I'm constantly searching for ( Read more... )

 I swear that underpants gnomes are real and they mess with me ( Read more... )

Today, I am happy.

I think it has a lot to do with putting my room in order last night, drudging out my easel, and coloring a picture of Hope with my copic markers. Though I love writing, I do; drawing has always had a special place in my heart.  When I paint or sketch or color, I can zone out and concentrate wholly on the image itself. I don't have ( Read more... )