It’s three in the morning when Alana walks into the desolate diner. She is a young woman with a shaved head, winged eyeliner, jeweled earrings, and the appearance of a skeleton. She stands on unsteady feet and her eyes are a reflection of her addiction and exhaustion. I almost feel sorry, wanting nothing more than … Continue reading Interview With A Soul On Cocaine
Hello, my lovelies! So, I know that I’m taking my sweet time to get Broken Melody into your hands, and for that, I apologize. Kinda. Not really... Let me explain. Broken Melody digs deeps into the world of drug addiction and mental illness. It covers things that I have personally gone through with firsthand experience. … Continue reading Monsters Within
I, like many of you have stumbled upon this here blog entry, have experienced the dark entity that is depression. I tried writing this early last week, but couldn’t. I didn’t have the mental energy as I fought off this pesky demon. So, I complied a small list to help you get through this. It … Continue reading Surviving A Demonic Attack. (AKA, A Depressive Episode)
When trapped within the confines of my own head as I scribble out a story like a madman with a journal, I tend to forget that I can lift my head and breathe if only for a moment. I’m going to safely assume, that if you also write (or draw, or paint, or read, or … Continue reading Taking Care of Your Mental Health While Writing Tricky Material (Starring: Kira The Puppers)
I finally finished the rough draft of Experiment X: 3. No, I will not reveal the subtitle. Mostly because I'm still juggling against three. So, I don't even know the subtitle yet. Subtitles are not why I'm currently writing this here though! I want to 'explain' myself on why it took me so long to … Continue reading Experiment X: The Book That Took Forever to Write, An Explanation.
I had a panic attack while making dinner tonight. I had forgotten to take my meds the night before and my anxiety was quite high throughout the day. I tried to hide within myself by curling up under a blanket and sitting with the anxious knots. Feeling it bubble up from beneath the surface, I … Continue reading Panic Attack: Dinner Edition
When people set goals, they think about what they want to be, or where they want to be in a year, two years, perhaps five. They see into a distant future and dig their heels into that goal. Some days I have to set goals to get through hours, minutes, or seconds in order to … Continue reading Depression: Goals
She once stood atop a mountain. Her arms outstretched towards the clouds as she balanced on the snowcapped peak. Cool winds had wiped by her gracefully; dancing with her. Euphoria had been seeping from her pores and sunshine exploded from the blood in her veins. She once stood atop a mountain. Until someone—something—pushed her off … Continue reading She Stood Atop A Mountain