For those of you feeling discouraged, or lamenting that it didn't look like a Blue Wave, pause a moment. Breathe. We didn't win (or haven't yet concluded) the "sexy" races. O'Rourke/Cruz, Kemp/Abrams, DeSantis/Gillum... but so many good things happened last night. Look at these victories. Let this be confirmation that your work mattered, and your vote mattered. Your vote still matters. Change is happening. Keep up the amazing work, y'all.
So hand pain and mental illness making writing interesting. But, I have a deadline, an idea, and it's November. So I'm doing NaNoWriMo.
You can see the page here:
And you can listen to this project's playlist here:
As this piece is going to be submitted for traditional publication, I will not be posting excerpts as I go.
Dear Doctor Ford,
I'm sorry that you've put yourself through so much, and now it seems like he's going to get away again. I know it seems as if you did it all for nothing.
It was not nothing.
What happened to you wasn't nothing, and what you bravely did was not nothing.
You have helped so many (of all genders) find their voices. You've shown strength, grace and true patriotism.
Thank you for doing what others could not today by putting country above your own comfort.
I see you.
I believe you.
With love, respect & empathy,
So, at long last there is a trailer for the Dark Phoenix movie. Now, for those who know me or who are frequent followers of my social media, y’all know that for me, the Dark Phoenix saga is my Very Most Favorite Thing™. I’ve wanted a Dark Phoenix movie since the tease that was the X2 movie. (X-Men 3 was ridiculous. That was not a Dark Phoenix movie.) Anyway, now that we have a trailer…am I happy?
I was diagnosed with C-PTSD late last year. Since then I’ve tried to be open about this while still protecting myself. Last night I had another…attack? Episode? Storm? I had another fight with my PTSD. These episodes—for want of a better term—can be triggered by just about anything. Last night’s, for example, started with some social media posts about sexual assault and the Brett Kavanaugh drama. The first episode that I had was a year ago today. It was triggered by a pelvic physical therapy appointment. Doctors visits can be particularly difficult for me. I’ve had a rough mental health month, honestly. It’s hard to explain what these episodes are like without getting way more personal than I’m comfortable with. But, I think the following post will help shed a little light on these dark periods.