“And, that’s a wrap on Kesha Charles!” It was writer/director/producer Zachary Vaudo who delivered the final hatchet chop on my last act as lead and cyberpunk demon slayer of the third season of horror audio drama, The Blood Crow Stories. From the viewport from within the soundbooth, I watched his wife and fellow writer/director/producer, Ellie…
Over these last few months, I’ve had the blessing to reflect on a lot of things both internally and externally. One thing that has stood out for me that I never expected to notice, was the impact that my friends have on my quality of life. Growing up as not just an introvert, but a…
Though this is an old set of photos, it’s a set that I’ve been sitting on for months. And sometimes, words can’t provide the perspective that we’re really looking for. So, for this week’s post, there are words–but most of them aren’t mine. And there is perspective–just, not all in words. (Click on any image…
[Reposting an old favorite. Read and enjoy!]Original post date: October 2013 Months and months and months ago, I was having a conversation with my friend Jen about how short Mitch Albom’s novels are. “I don’t know how he manages to put so much emotion into so little space,” she said, and I agreed, awed—and maybe…
Sooooo…. Remember when I said that I was done trying to grow my hair to epically long proportions? Well…I’m still doing that. HOWEVER…a few days ago, I came across a vlogger that I used to watch religiously circa 2010-2013. Her name is Whitney, but she goes by the user name Naptural85. Basically, for those who…
Disclaimer: This blog post addresses heavier mental health topics than usual, including discussions of depression and self-harm. I am not a psychiatrist or a mental health specialist. I’m writing purely from an emotional standpoint–and because I just want to send out love and hope to anyone who happens to read this. I apologize if this…
“It’s okay,” I told myself as I drove down the interstate through an unforgiving, almost mockingly spontaneous downpour. “It’s alright. You’ve trained for this for the last six months. You can do this.” It was time for my mother’s birthday barbecue party, in which all extended family members–dozens of them–would be attending. My mother had…
