Although the goal for NaNoWriMo is supposed to be 50,000 words in November, I’m giving myself a goal of 20,000 or so.
I know why the caged Orca sings. #nocontextforyou #RoostersGirl
I want to play video games and write fantasy novels, but at the same time I want to be taken seriously when I represent a brand that has nothing to do with either. Have we come far enough now, in 2015, that my multiple digital personality disorder won’t matter?
Trick or treating with the boys has always been one of my favorite memories.
…I’ve accomplished my degree and found a career that I can excel in. I’ve had time to settle in, and now I need new stars to reach for.
This post, today, is about those shining happy moments when I really feel as if all the stars are aligned properly and I’m just where I’m supposed to be. I get that feeling a lot more often now, and I’m almost starting to get used to it. Almost.
This autumn is just beginning, but it will be the first one in years I’ll be able to experience with a heart full of honest joy. If I seem contemplative lately, it’s because I’m often reminded of the words and the heartbreak I experienced as last summer ended.