I shake the hand of someone who holds an unfamiliar face. A few words in, I’m adding sugar and honey to my personality. I cherry pick and showcase my sexiest traits. As people, we do everything we can to sweeten ourselves into a version of ourselves we think others will respond to. For me, this means I water my personality down for the constant voice … Continue reading my fear of being too much.
This post is mainly a rambling and slightly consists of some complaining, bear with me. November is a special time for many writers, it’s when the writing community seems to be most active, NaNoWriMo. Also known as National Novel Writing Month. It’s when authors around the world attempt to write a 50,000 page manuscript in 30 days. It’s challenging, it’s fun, and it’s something I’ve … Continue reading writer’s block + quitting nanowrimo
It has been a hot second since I’ve posted anything. One of my last posts about my almost-suicide got a lot more attention than I could’ve imagined. It weirdly deterred me from writing more, honestly. I just returned from another trip from the hospital, I had barely entered my doorway when inspiration struck for a poem. I spent the next five hours, writing a … Continue reading what having bipolar disorder feels like
In old Celtic legends, innocence and purity are represented by daisies. In Norse mythology, the daisy is Freya’s sacred flower. Freya is the goddess of love, beauty, and fertility, and therefore the daisy symbolizes childbirth, motherhood, and new beginnings. Daisies are composite flowers which means they actually are two flowers blended perfectly to make one. This often allows them to stand for unity and true … Continue reading Daisy (a poem)
PREFACE: This piece was written over the course of three years. Parts of it were written in the spring of junior year, parts in the fall of senior year and it was finished and edited in the spring of Freshman year (college is a series of recycling old writing, isn’t it?). There is really no point in me telling you this but my friend … Continue reading this is why i write.