• Feelings

    Sometimes I dabble in poetry. Not high-quality, thought-provoking, beautiful poetry, but ridiculous, not-taking-itself-too-seriously, occasionally humorous poetry. I probably read too much Shel Silverstein and Dr Seuss as a child and never fully recovered. As I’m typing this, my cat is meowing and glowering at me, insisting that it is lunch time. (It’s not.) I’m reminded

  • What if Social Media Disappeared?

    Yesterday, Facebook and Instagram were both down. And WhatsApp, but I don’t use that one anyway. It always feels so odd when internet things go down. Like, it’s Facebook and Instagram and they are always there in the background of your day. I have a love/hate relationship with Instagram. (I have a much more simpler

  • To NaNoWriMo?

    Now that it’s October, November and therefore NaNoWriMo is swiftly approaching. I usually do NaNoWriMo and I usually win. I know I can do it, because I’ve done it many times before. But this year, I’m asking myself if it’s worth it. Because it is a big time investment and commitment. And to do it

  • Be Bold

    It’s always been my dream to be an author. Very few people know this about me. I don’t tell most people, because I know the odds of success are very low. I’m not like Han Solo, who doesn’t want to be told the odds. I’m C3P0 and I know the chances are 725 to 1.