Now that the secret’s out …..

So how do I feel now that I’ve come clean about starting a podcast? Well, my feelings are mixed and they are swirling like an eager wind grabbing dry leaves and other debris, only everything grabbed is useful for me to notice. I realize I am always having to navigate around the habits of old…

What Am I Afraid Of?

I imagine if I were to put it to a vote, some people would tell me to stop writing so openly about my vulnerabilities. And I would tend to agree with them except for one, not so minor, consequential item— my creativity would be stifled. If it frightens me to come here and disclose my…

A Former Sellout Bitch & Rejection

1. Yesterday was an exhausting day. I took that picture as I sat on the couch, after I had a shower, exhaling, glad to have the day behind me. I wrote a more personal essay before this one because I needed to cry a little first, get the hurt out so I could come here…

A Report Card On 64 Days of Blogging

Some days I’m not sure what I should write about here. This is my favorite place to write because it’s the space where I feel the least amount of pressure. And yet, just like with writing anywhere else, I can still get writer’s block. This morning as I sat, staring at the blank page of…