It’s December and honestly, it’s a month I mostly hate. My favorite season and I hate it. Especially now. Most people would ask why and I would just grump them until they left me alone.
Now, I don’t think that should be what I do. In fact, it’s essentially the opposite of what I should do As a sufferer of mental illness.
I should help to #breakthestigma of Mental Illness.
Now, I thought my last post was long, this one takes the cake for the longest thing like this I’ve written on a blog or in a public place in a long while.
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All right, I’ve been planning to add a new thing to the site. And as a 6 year NaNoWriMo participant, and winner of the last four. I think I can call myself a writer.
Though, I have been writing as far back as I can remember; and I was story-telling as far back as I’ve apparently been talking–according to my mother. And I know that one of the biggest things that most aspiring writers have as an obstacle is that they simply don’t know how to start.
I remember the fear of approaching each new story idea, and trying to figure out how to start. I’ll be covering that in a post at the start of the next week. It’ll be part of a new series on writing that I’m going to call Writing:101. It will cover things from tricks I use to get started, to things I do to keep going; and how not to be afraid of that big blank page either on the computer screen or in that notebook that you keep on the bedside table.
But on the other hand, I did work today, and since my allergies have arrived in full force, I’m a little brain dead at the moment. It also didn’t help that I woke up two hours before my alarm this morning, and the kittens decided that mommy wasn’t allowed to go back to sleep. -.-
I’ve been dosed up on Aleve-D trying to get rid of most of it, and resumed my Zyrtec taking a couple of days ago. I’ll be back to my normal, non snuffly self in no time. (by the way, I sound weird as hell. Even to myself. XD)
First, HAPPY NEW YEAR. Like, 27 days late.
So you’re worndering where the promised Monthy Present is, right?
And where have I been for the past two months.
Allow me to explain:
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