It will be Messy and Hard

I’m not going to try to convince myself that I can write one post each day this entire month. I’m not going to commit to attempting a frenzied novel (with crappy dialogue… seriously, I can’t write dialogue at all); I don’t want that pressure. I am however going to find my heart, and the process is going to be messy and hard. […]

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Back on drugs

Just about four years ago I wrote “Sin and Effexor: what drugs do to my sanctification“. I was diagnosed with bipolar II right around this time. since writing that post, I have been on and off medication (mostly off… hooray for expensive medication and no insurance). I am about to start taking medication again, and I am finding […]

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Dreams

I tend to talk around my dreams. I speak hints and allusions to the desires buried deep in my DNA, but it’s not often I am brave enough to call my dreams by name, give them definition, tell them to other people. I guess I fear finding my dreams are laughable. Or worse, I fear […]

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Self doubt

This morning, I find my self thinking about identity. To be honest, much of my interaction with blogging communities leaves me thinking about who I am, where I belong, how I am accepted, what my identity really is. Talk about my writing voice, the focus of my blog, building a community of readers… all of […]

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Writer habits- day 1: Declare

I wanted to be a writer as long as I can remember. There are pictures of me as a kid, headphones on, pounding away at the typewriter. My Grandma thought I should be a journalist. I wanted to write novels. In highschool, I decided that being a poet was a better fit for me (and […]

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