Tag: Writing
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I thought today would feel different. In some ways it does… I guess. My anxiety is ratcheted up a notch, even from its usual “stuck on high” setting. I feel uncertain about what I should be doing more of to promote it, but I’ve done that every day since I finished my first draft, so…
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I am a walking set of contradictions, an enigmatic concoction of diametrically opposed ingredients. My parts are eclectic and difficult to reconcile. On one hand, I have a burning desire for my book to be read. I want it in the world, being devoured, and touching people’s lives. I want my book to succeed. I…
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Who’s in charge here anyway? I’ve been trying to speak to management for years now. I have concerns about these operating practices. Let’s start with the Anxiety Department. Why, oh why, do they insist on sending out hourly memos about problems I don’t need reminding about? “Just circling back on that misstep you made in…
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I know myself better than I ever have… The more I know myself, the more I know how unknowable I am. I have existed within a liminal space my entire life, somewhere between what I know I am and how others see me. I have never been able to simply be, to simply live as…