Years ago a former - and I do mean former - friend, who worked in a bookstore recommended The Hunger Games, for me to read. Both of us practiced different forms of the Craft, and so we spent a great deal of our time together discussing books and shows that tried to emulate the life … Continue reading Dreams, Nightmares, Manifestations, And The Survival Of The Angry
Sometimes You Just Gotta Write Every Single Thought Down So You Don’t Forget Where You Were, When It Happened
Today is one of those majickal days when I know that I am absolutely meant to be a writer, and that as much as I hate the idea of being an "internet celebrity", because that just feels wrong, it's part of the journey when it comes to following my dreams. In twenty years I am … Continue reading Sometimes You Just Gotta Write Every Single Thought Down So You Don’t Forget Where You Were, When It Happened
Yesterday I Stood in My Shower And Screamed “Why Do You Hate Me?” I Was Talking To God #BellLetsTalk
I am angry. And I am fucking bitter. I am thirty-seven years old, I live at home with my mother, and three fucking cats, (adorable amazing little comfort animals but still, CATS) CATS MOTHERFUCKER! I AM THE CAT LADY. Mind you, I don't put my cats in costumes and take pictures of them for the … Continue reading Yesterday I Stood in My Shower And Screamed “Why Do You Hate Me?” I Was Talking To God #BellLetsTalk