Am I ever going to overcome my writer's block?
The Significance It's the last day of the year and also just happens to be the last of the decade. This does feel quite a bit more significant than other new years. I was alive for the last decade turn, and even remember a little bit of it. My parents threw a party, and I … Continue reading New Year, New Decade
People keep telling me to write, as if it's just that easy. And my uncle tells me to be brave as if it's a thing you can just be. I know that I want to be a writer, but I find it so hard to just put pen to paper... or I guess finger tips … Continue reading A Writer With No Writing
My notes app is full of gold Half formed stories untold Unfinished thoughts regurgitated A wandering mind looking to be creative My notebooks are all half empty Unfulfilled promises to myself About my health, about my mind About the ways in which I’ll spend my time My commitments are elsewhere Never in the places I … Continue reading My Notes App
Guess who’s back. Back again. I am back. Back blogging. It has been a while since I have written here. There are several reasons for this. Busyness, laziness, feelings of ineptitude. I had been feeling like maybe I can’t write anymore, but I have decided that this isn’t the case. I’m going to keep writing … Continue reading Back on My BS
With any new job, there is an adjustment period. Even if you have been at the company for a while. I am at the final stages of new role adjustment, but I am eager to escape the phase completely. No matter how much I enjoy the work, or I feel my co-workers and boss like … Continue reading Settling Into a New Job | Semi-Employed
I haven't written here in a while. Partially because of writer's block, partially because of laziness, and partially because of a busy schedule. Why is my schedule so busy you may ask? Well, because I got a job!!!! Do not fear! I will still be writing here! I mean, I pay for it, so why … Continue reading It’s Been a While… | Semi-Employed
Why aren’t I blind yet? The whiteness staring back at me surely should have seared my irises by now. Maybe I’m dead. They do say that you see a bright white light at the end. That would explain the complete absence of thought that I have been nursing for the past hour. I should try … Continue reading Writer’s Block