Everything You Heard Is True (NSFW)

AUTHOR’S NOTE: I don’t know if it’s something in the air or what – maybe it’s hormones or pheromones or the end of summer – but such a taboo topic as sex has recently been brought up by several writers I know. I don’t find it particularly hard to write in fiction as it’s fantasy. … Continue reading →

When Writing Truly Became My Therapy

I’ve been stagnant here, and for that—as well as my lack of participation in the blogging community—I’m sorry. I’d a single writing goal over the summer, and that was to FINALLY finish my horror novel, that beast that’s been keeping my mind and soul occupied when other things should have been. I’d promised myself it … Continue reading →

The Al Bundy Phenomenon (aka GTFO of the Past)

I never once understood those people who love living in the past. Personally, I find it almost masochistic, reliving those days one cannot get back, never mind those days where too many mistakes were made. It’s a bleak viewpoint, I realize. It seems ever more evident though in the public sphere—the old, rich, white guys … Continue reading →

This Was Never Once About Her Face.

Current Status: Attempting not to let the little things stab my soul. I mean, upon closer inspection, it’s inconsequential really. Life is generally fairly good right now, despite the awful political climate, minor health quibbles (of my own doing), friends’ tragedies and struggles, handymen nonsense, and the reminders that one’s exes are everywhere at once … Continue reading →

Weighty Matters

Right, so, I was hanging out with a dear friend at her place last night. We’d had a raincheck for awhile — we’d made a promise that we wouldn’t watch the new version of It without the other. Someway, somehow, we managed to keep that date, despite the 1,001 responsibilities we have right now (and, … Continue reading →

Twitter For the Desperate.

This happened a little while ago. Random guy follows me on Twitter. I check out his profile page. We’ve politics in common, seemingly so. Because of this, I follow back. Direct Message “chat” goes as follows:   Random Guy: How are you doing? Me: Relatively well. You? Random Guy: I’m fine thanks. I’m XXXXXX XXXX from … Continue reading →

The Curse of Being Broke

There’s a curse that this particular Jennings girl suffers. Because my sisters are wealthy (and I’ll explain what I mean by that in a bit), the curse hasn’t affected them much as of late. People keep vanishing from my life, and it’s not necessarily within my control. Old loves, new friends and acquaintances, that sort … Continue reading →