I’m doing it. I’m writing a book. My goal is to finish the rough draft by September 18th. Hold me to it, my people! I need you. Yes, you.
I’m doing it. I’m writing a book. My goal is to finish the rough draft by September 18th. Hold me to it, my people! I need you. Yes, you.
I feel like I’m fighting defeat. It’s oozing around my ankles, sickening me with a nasty black stench. It makes me want to run to high ground and give up
Drew Barrymore. And guess what else? She’s TINY. As in like, 5 feet tall and still carrying a bag the size of a weekend duffel, a trend that I will
“If you care about something you have to protect it. If you’re lucky enough to find a way of life you love, you have to find the courage to live
I’ve been thinking about life lately, about the relative smallness or largeness of it, and the things that make me frustrated or hold me back or keep me flirting with
I’m a bit over-zealous in my expectations. The slightest bit of chill in the air appears right after Thanksgiving, and I’m already in the throes of Christmastide, revelling in hope
Sometimes I need to turn everything off and just think for myself.
I’m a Christian. (Awkward wave to the few people who hadn’t caught on yet. Hey-o!) As such, I’m all about hope. I believe in a God who is bigger than
I loved Up. It was funny, touching, and truthful in ways you don’t expect from a cartoon. I only cried about twice eight times, but I laughed considerably more. So
Remember the Hair? How I chopped it off with abandon? Well, I’m headed back to do it again. This time in color.* Wish me luck. *I haven’t added artificial color