Some days it feels like I’m struggling through a thick, sticky, muddy soup in a roiling fog, with no way out. I’ve been so ridiculously tired that, when bedtime comes around, I’m out like Frazier vs Mike Tyson – it only takes 30 seconds. Why am I feeling like this? Is it just old age …
I have been falling behind in my posts. And I could come up with an excuse at the drop of the hat, but I won’t. I’m just lazy and can’t be bothered to update at the moment *shrug*.
It snowed! And that would have been a good thing, if it had happened on the weekend. There would have been much rejoicing in our household, as the kids would have been outside and I would have had time to finish reading another book (no, I’m not procrastinating, why would you ask such a thing?!). …
I haven’t been practicing my digital art recently.
*Picture-heavy post! I’m always, always doing something with my hands. When I’m drinking coffee, I’m holding a book. When I’m watching a show on TV (The Haunting of Bly Manor and Scream Queens are in the rotation at the moment), I have a crochet project I’m working on. When I’m walking, I have a fidget …
Like the axe murder that just won’t quit, my fear of trying out new things returned this weekend. But you know what? I’m fighting back.
(or How I learned to accept my Neurodivergent tendencies & became über productive in very short, highly energetic bursts that leave me feeling drained for a day and a half, but hey, at least I get shit done)
I am so so so excited, y’all! For the last few weeks, I’ve been working on writing a fanfic, one of the longest ones I’ve ever embarked on. It’s based in a well-lored universe, and there is no limit to the information I am able to google! ‘But why is this worth all of my …
I started out writing a post about my brain and the fear it tucks away into whatever nook and cranny it can find for use at a later date, but then I got distracted.
It’s taken a lot of work, but I’m finally okay with being something other than a berserker.