Finding ways to keep up with the flow of ideas and keep the sense of overwhelm to a minimum.
Are we adding to the conversation or marketing more bullshit?
Stories are much better told with a flourish of language in my opinion.
I’m trying to start a morning routine of staying focused on reading and writing, no outside intrusions.
“Anyone who writes has a real life and a textual life.”
Spill my guts into a Word document for safe keeping, but must I drag you all along for the sometimes torturous ride?
My personal experience and understanding of anything is not a personal attack.
Inspired by dreams of my Grandmother
And…it’s Saturday morning that I’m finally making myself take a moment to sit down and at least do my Friday post. I’ve been feeling a bit like a teenager, hormonally pulled and exhaustedly lazy at the same time. I think I’m ready for a vacation. Luckily for me, that is exactly what’s coming up...
Some people have said my use of profanity is also an art form.