I’m afraid of failing at bread. It’s the yeast, and the kneading, and the rising, and the proofing, and god only knows all what else. It’s a lot.
Tag: writing
Inspired By In April 2025
I’ve been listening to her coverage of Trump’s first hundred days, and her informed rage is deeply, deeply satisfying. I like that she comes with stories, history, connections, and receipts. I hate hearing about the things she reports on; they wreck me, but I need to hear. As of today, she’s returning to just Mondays, and I will miss her.
Moving Closer to Your Dreams
f the next 1,00 days looked exactly like yesterday, would you be moving closer or further away from your dreams?
Inspired By In February 2025
I’m currently reading Something In The Woods Loves You by Jarod K. Anderson. It’s making me feel kinda the same way I felt when I read Braiding Sweetgrass. Like nature will cure us if we let her. It makes me want to go for long walks in the woods, and not think about all the things.
Transforming Worry into Art: A Call to Action
I’m not a firebrand. I’m not a person who will stand on a corner with a sign and yell at passing cars. But I am also not someone who will roll over. I will not comply. I will find ways to resist that are more subtle, more subversive, and hopefully more effective.
Morning Pages
I still never really know what will happen here when I begin. I often change everything two or three times before I hit Publish. I always think these posts are sooo boring, and question why I persist, but yet I do. It’s like a sick compulsion. It’s like a job nobody hired me to do but I feel I have to do it anyway.
Did I Ever Tell You The Story of Nibbies And Her Puppies?
I found them funny unless I was in them or had some memory of the incident myself. I do remember the story of Nibbies' puppies, but I want to tell you MY version.
I’ve Got Something to Celebrate
In one way, I am sad that it has taken me this long to understand myself: what I want to do and who I am. And in another way, I am excited to launch a new writing project in a few weeks, one more in alignment with who I am as a writer and a person.
Winterlude: How To Negotiate This Weird Week Between Christmas and New Year’s
My sole intention for this week was to live for four days like an animal: sleep when tired, eat when hungry, track any random ideas, patrol the outside environment at least once a day, and stay minimally connected to any static on the internet.
A Good Day In Computer Hell
I sat there from about 10 AM until 6 PM. With one break to pee. No food. I was locked in. I was obsessed. I was making baby steps. Then it wouldn’t work. I’d try something else. Still no luck. I got into a chat box with Marvelous. No help at all. I got into … Continue reading A Good Day In Computer Hell
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