I am crying as I stand over a pan of scrambled eggs. Trying not to let the tears fall in. Trying not to let my kid see me crying. I had taken the day off work because my other kid had a doctor’s appointment, and my ex is out of town. I was on myContinue reading “unloveable”
Listen to “soft souls and counselling” on Spreaker. Featured image was created by the author using elements from canva.com.
Listen to “backpack full of love” on Spreaker.
So…. I took a brief, unexplained hiatus from this blog, and I apologise for that. I wish I would say that I was using it to get healthy. I suppose in some ways I was— I am definitely healthier than I was before. But I am also not much further along in my writing andContinue reading “the seasonality of wellbeing”
This week, I took my kids camping. By myself. For the first time ever on my own. When my marriage ended, I didn’t take any of the camping supplies because they were all at the back of the basement and because I didn’t have the energy to dig through it. And I didn’t want toContinue reading “healing pains”
Query update: Still at a standstill, sorry. Life. Hopefully soon, I’ll get some energy to move on it. I’ve been thinking about dissociation a lot recently. I hadn’t really ever thought about it until a couple years ago. It hadn’t occurred to me that it could be something that I could have experienced. I’m notContinue reading “dissociation and me”
Query update: Got my edits back from my editor, but haven’t looked at them yet, because life. No new updates, agent-wise. Sigh. I need to thank my BFF Lena for this idea. In a comment about my post about the shit show last week, Lena had mentioned the importance of “becoming real.” I told herContinue reading “becoming real”
Query Week 5Queries sent: 20Rejections: 6Full/partial requests: 0 It is the 7000th month of Covid, and the new variants are creating a third fricken’ wave of this horribleness. It snowed yesterday (in April…), my uterus is being wrung out like wet laundry, and I have a headache. I am not having an awesome time rightContinue reading “managing, sort of”