...you might as well read them. I shipped* boxes of books I haven't read in years and notebooks I haven't written in since high school across the country because I wasn't ready to throw them away. I don't do anything with them. I'm too nervous to read some of them (the notebooks, not the books).… Continue reading They’ve traveled this far…
My Writing Challenge took a bit of a detour and I got lost in the rows and rows of shelves and shelves of books and books at the public library. I got overwhelmed, per usual. I got discouraged, per usual. I want to write, but why? There's nothing new under the sun. There's so much… Continue reading Books – because reading is the new writing.
It's pretty clear I didn't live up to the challenge. This place has been a ghost town for over a month now. I could pretend I've been writing in my planner/journal, but honestly, the only things I've written in there are times for appointments I didn't end up going to and the word OFF on… Continue reading Writing Challenge: Update – The Library
I found this note in the aptly named Notes app of my phone recently. It's from November 2015, almost exactly 2 years ago, 2 years + 2 weeks, which makes me wonder if my depression/motivation is on an eternal loop or somehow connected to the phases of the moon, alignment of the planets or the… Continue reading Note to Self