My Muse is an Asshole

A story of a girl avoiding personal responsibility.

We’re all gonna write tomorrow

As I was getting ready for bed today, I glanced at my laptop.   It was sitting on top of my comforter, resting against my pillows, looking lightweight and unassuming.  Innocent, even.  Shiny from my cleaning binge yesterday when I scrubbed all of its corners and keys and crevices with rubbing alcohol and a cotton swab.  …

Sailboats and Blogs

Ah, the terrors of the blank, white page, and the expectant, blinking cursor.  Waiting.  Judging.  Hoping.  But what about the anxiety of a page full of words?  Here’s a little secret, my fellow bloggers and friends… I write posts I never post.  All the time.  It’s sort of its own separate little hobby. I wonder, …

I’m Really Sorry.

I am so sorry about this entire train wreck of a post.  If you want to hold on to sanity, by all means, run.  If you’re at the point in your life nothing really phases you anymore and you’re pretty much to numb to all pain, then proceed. Writing when you’re tired Writing is like …