sometimes it really is okay

If you’ve been reading my stuff (and thank you for that!), you’ll know that I have depression and anxiety. It’s not awesome most of the time. I get so used to things being not awesome that I forget that sometimes things can be, you know, awesome. Sometimes there really isn’t anything to be worried about,Continue reading “sometimes it really is okay”

ideas flow from stillness

If you haven’t noticed, stillness is hard for me. With Covid, a separation, a move, and more Covid: stillness has been even more fricken’ hard. I saw a counsellor yesterday, and they recommended hypnotherapy meditations. This morning, I tried a 12-minute meditation. I picked it because it was the shortest one on the website. MyContinue reading “ideas flow from stillness”

the ultimate longshot

I bought a bottle of wine called The Ultimate Longshot a few weeks ago. I am drinking it tonight. So now my drunk-ass self has some things to say. I bought it because I was drawn to the bottle. Apparently, post-separation me makes purchasing choices based on being drawn to shit. My favourite purchase, post-break-up,Continue reading “the ultimate longshot”

the unbearable heaviness of covid

Sometimes I wonder why I’m struggling. Then I remember that we are seventeen thousand months into a massive global pandemic, with no end in sight. And now there’s a new baby pandemic that is breaking off from the first one, and is a million times worse. It’s bad. And although we can be grateful thatContinue reading “the unbearable heaviness of covid”

overthinking is a creativity boner-killer

You are smart. You are capable. You are made of stardust. So why can’t you leave well enough the fakken-fakk alone? Creativity is kind of my jam, in my actual paying job, as well as in my, you know, creative job. I’ve done presentations for professionals about how to be creative. It’s a mind-effer forContinue reading “overthinking is a creativity boner-killer”

there will be other sunny days

Last week, I broke my foot. Well, not actually broke my foot. I just fell on some ice and twisted it under me. It hurt a lot, and I was embarrassed. A driver stopped to help. Anyway, it all worked out and ended up fine, except for my fucked-up foot. I was disappointed because IContinue reading “there will be other sunny days”

new strategy: write for someone you think will hate it

You probably think I’m crazy. Why would I write for someone who would hate what I write? That’s fair. But you probably already think I’m crazy before you read this post, so. This is a technique that I use when I am trying something new, and I don’t feel confident in it. What if IContinue reading “new strategy: write for someone you think will hate it”

the revolutionary act of being a mom with dreams

Quick: name me five stories about a mom with dreams. No? Three, then. Hmmm…. One? Can you name one? In recent memory, How Stella Got Her Groove Back may be one, and Grace & Frankie on Netflix. But neither of these is a narrative of a mom with a specific dream, a goal that isContinue reading “the revolutionary act of being a mom with dreams”