It’s time to do something radical. This has been coming for a while, I can see that now, but it couldn’t really happen until after my dad died. It’s time for me to stop allowing passive aggressive people into my life. Easier said than done though when you’ve grown up with one in your life … More No more passive aggressive people for me: My father is gone and so is that dysfunction
In the beginning, when the virus hit, my father died. I wasn’t even able to hold his hand as he passed. I wasn’t allowed in the hospital. Instead he died alone among strangers. I had always pictured being by his side. That was how it happened in my mind. Me holding his hand, so he … More The virus stole my father, but not how you think
Have you ever felt as if writing weren’t a real job? That saying you’re a writer is kind of fanciful, and even selfish? I absolutely have! It’s really ironic because I started reading when I was four and devoured as many books as I could from that time on. I mean I LOVE to read. … More Accepting I’m a writer, finally: It only took about 20 years…
Journalling through my life I have been writing a journal for over 35 years. I began as a young girl as a way to express feelings I couldn’t any other way. And also feelings I couldn’t understand. I didn’t have a safe person close to me that I could confide in. And even though my … More Journalling to honour myself: Writing has saved my life
I read through the first draft of my novel. I have 68 pages done and about 40 more to come I think. I’m beginning the most intricate part of my novel, the ending. When it all comes together. Or when the shit hits the fan depending on how you want to look at it. As … More Back to writing: Why are my characters being rebellious? They’re just fictional, right?!
Writing was something I started as a very young girl. I could read when I was four and my earliest journals started after my best friend was killed in a fire when I was five, he was only six. That was not something I could make sense of. I wrote from the age of five … More Expressing our inner questions: Writing and reading as therapy
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