I'm in one of those wild moods I get sometimes, where it feels like I have poetry pressing against the back of my tongue, fluttering along the inside of my ribcage. I feel like if I open my mouth to speak, all that will come out is the loveliest words, like incandescent and resilience. I feel like my … Continue reading Poetry Troubles
Here's the thing: I love my family. They're great! They really are. I don't have any major beef with any of them, but there's just enough stuff that I can't wait to get out of here. (Backstory: I'm sixteen. Still a minor! As soon as I'm eighteen, I'm off to college, mayyyybe coming home for … Continue reading Why I’m Never Going To Live With My Family As An Adult
So, as I'm sure you all remember from my last and only post, I was kind of in a slump for a couple of days. All KINDS of anxiety and self-loathing and depression, probably a delayed response to the election results. But! I'm back! I am my usual, relatively cheerful self again. I didn't end … Continue reading Recovery!
I'm only writing this because I really don't want to work on my NaNoWriMo novel. Eugh. (That's the most pretentious way to say "ew.") To work on my novel, I have to use my imagination and stuff. I have to decide what my characters are going to do next, and keep slogging knee-deep through the trenches of whatever my … Continue reading I’m Setting The Trend With Procrastination