The importance of keeping a journal

I'm not good at keeping track of things. Nor am I good at saving my stuff. I'm not a hoarder, I'm a purger. But somehow, after countless moves and new cities and well, life in general, I still have all of my childhood journals. Well, not all. There are a few that disappeared along the … Continue reading The importance of keeping a journal

Bad Poetry Friday

* I feel like I should note that this is not about an actual one night stand but about a guy I met a Disney World when I was 16 and on a youth group retreat. I think the only action I got was sitting next to him on the Haunted Mansion ride. Untitled (1997) One … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday

Bad Poetry Friday

Coffee Talk  c. 1997 We explained over espresso the problems of our youth how difficult life used to be before MTV but how we block out our apathy sometimes we cry proclaim we are saved with tears in our eyes yesterday I saw my skeleton hanging in my closet I was half dressed naked in my memories … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday

What to do now that NaNoWriMo is over: A 12 Step Program for Writers

First of all congrats to all who finished NaNoWriMo last Friday, or anyone who has recently finished writing their (first) novel. You're probably asking yourself, "What do I now that I've finished my first novel?" Here is my time-tested post-novel writing survival guide. NOTE: Do not skip ahead to step 12 until you are absolutely ready. Revision … Continue reading What to do now that NaNoWriMo is over: A 12 Step Program for Writers

Mortification Monday

2-27-1994 Dear Diary, I am locked in the bathroom with 2 packs of lifesavers, my cat KC, and my journal. I'm in time out. My life is a soap opera. I haven't been asked out by Jimmy. Jos and George broke up but are back together again and David likes me but I don't have … Continue reading Mortification Monday

Bad Poetry Friday

Untitled (c. 1997) What did Van Gogh know? He never really fell in love except for that whore he cut his ear off for I want something more than a one time fling I'd like to feel close to you I'm always on the outside looking in on your portrait. Notes: This is a blatant rip-off of a … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday

NaNoWriMo Week 4 Check In & 2012 Excerpt

Ack! *Muppet arms* There's only two days left of NaNoWriMo and I don't know about you, but I was in danger of FAILING. Then I chained myself to my chair and pretty much wrote 11k words in three days by mostly doing 15 minute sprints. This year's story was a real sh*teous work of art … Continue reading NaNoWriMo Week 4 Check In & 2012 Excerpt

Bad Poetry Friday

Happy late Thanksgiving! Before you try and work off your third slice of pumpkin pie with some Black Friday shopping,  here is another bad poem.   Untitled (c. 1997) What did Van Gogh know? He never really fell in love except for that whore he cut his ear off for I want something more than a one … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday

NaNoWriMo Week 3 Check In & 2011 Excerpt

Hello Chickens Turkeys! We're well over 2/3 done with that NaNoWriMo Beast. Are you still alive? If you need some advice to keep rolling, I've got  a few words for you: keep that butt in the chair! It might be sore, but you can do it! Some fools are already done and bragging about it. If they … Continue reading NaNoWriMo Week 3 Check In & 2011 Excerpt

Mortification Monday

Note: I'm about to share my most mortifying moment ever. I've only ever told one person about this and she laughed. Please be nice. 2/13/94 Dear Diary, I'm worried, upset, and bored. I'm worried about what happened in Sunday School. See, near the end I looked under the table and there was a pair of … Continue reading Mortification Monday