Why I’m Not Having Children

  Grow up, go to college, find your true love, start your career, get married, buy a house, and have a few kids. And probably a dog too, who can run around your white picket-fenced yard. That’s the American “DREAM,” isn’t it? There’s this understood checklist of life-accomplishments we need to complete in order to... Continue Reading →

Persevering Towards Your Goals (Novel Writing: Month 4, Chapter 4)

  I have written four chapters!  This may not seem like a big deal to you, but I can promise you it’s spectacular for me!  When I think back to my original story, I would have periods of intense writing and then long bouts of stagnation so that I don’t think I’ve ever actually written... Continue Reading →

What It’s Like To Be A “Boring” Teenager

  I recently posted a video on my YouTube channel called “Spring Break: Girls Gone Wild” which is my tongue and cheek exposé on the dangers of spring break culture. I very openly admit that I have never actually experienced what one might term a “normal” spring break because of a combination of highly over-protective... Continue Reading →

Novel Writing: Month 3, Chapter 3

  Three chapters down!  That doesn’t seem like a lot in general, but when I think about all the other responsibilities and mandates I have governing my life right now, it really is quite an accomplishment for me.  What is important though is that I am moving forward. It’s a constant progress of which I’m... Continue Reading →

Things I’d Really Like to Say to People (But Don’t)

DISCLAIMER: This post contains graphic and offensive language that is uncharacteristic of my values and personality. Please excuse it for this post’s illustrative purposes. I don’t say curse words.  I don’t say offensive things.  I never insult people.  I don’t talk negatively about people behind their back.  I’m just a nice person. Who only says... Continue Reading →

Musings on the Time I Thought I Had Magical Powers

  I have been obsessed and enthralled by fantasy and magic for as long as I can remember.  I was plagued most by these fanciful ideas during my late elementary through middle school years.  I can remember clearly lying on the floor of my kitchen at eleven years old sobbing and screaming hysterically because someone... Continue Reading →

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