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on the power of showing up

note: I wrote this post in April of 2019 (pre-COVID). It's been sitting in my drafts for quite a while, but I think it's time for it to see the light of day. It's been helpful for me to reread over the past few months, especially as I continue to try to make an effort to write, and I hope it can be helpful to you, too. i got an invite to a writers' group a few months ago, and i had never felt like more of a fraud in my life. it had been months, if not years, since i'd felt like a writer. the proverbial well of words in my heart had dried up, it seemed, and i wasn't sure if it was ever coming back. i agreed to go out of a sense of helplessness—i'd identified as a writer ever since i could remember. if i'm not a writer, who am i?  i told myself that it was important to show up and act like a writer even when i didn't feel like one, because even though i hadn't been writing, i reassured myself, i still was a writer. but sometimes the words f


Dear blog world,

No, I didn't fall off the face of the earth. But, life is full swing, and so is summer. It's extremely hot, which means that now is the time for moving furniture, garage sales, painting rooms, getting your own bedroom, and acquiring fish named Flynn (whose alternate alias is Eugene Fishherbert. Just so you know).

It's also been filled with wasting time, chatting with friends, listening to Owl City, wearing gigantic sunglasses, hanging out with friends, wearing beautiful pink feather earrings, and, as of just tonight, sitting at a table listening to your grandpa tell stories about his life while you doodle on a napkin.

I got a new desk today, which has a piece of glass you can put pictures under. I'm calling it my Inspiration Station. Quotes, pictures, and other items of love will go there for when I sit there to write. I also hung up some hanging lights by my bed. They look like fireflies. "You would not believe your eyes if ten million fireflies lit up the world as I fell asleep..."

I've also been writing away, wondering whether red hair is a recessive gene, and contemplating going and doing the litter box instead of writing a blog post.



  1. Ooh, fun! I love large sunglasses, have a great summer :)

  2. Haha, Fisherbert. I get it. :)


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