Over the last month I wrote roughly 18,000 words for my book. Yesterday, I took a good look at what I had written and realized what most of it is. It is a continuation of a years long habit, writing about writing my story rather than actually telling the story. So, I did what all …
I am a bit alarmed about an apparent reappearance of my manic self. After almost two years of being able to do nothing more than go to work and come home to the solace of my bed, I have been wildly accomplished lately. Today, for example: I cleaned and refilled all four extremely neglected fish …
The arrival of the holiday season brought on another intense period of hesitation about writing my story. This time, rather than stall out for the twentieth time, I dedicated myself to examining the cause of the hesitation. The doubt rose its immense head and began to question my motives as I prepared to travel to …
This time, I’m really doing it.
I’m writing a book about how traumatic events in my childhood......
Marigold Mayfly 