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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

In Which I ... Did Not Get My Wisdom Teeth Out

(This post is highly dramatic, as I am in a very extroverted mood and also running on very little sleep. Take it alllll with a grain of salt.)

Last night I made up a blog schedule. I carefully scheduled out three posts to go up a week in advance. I prepared myself for a week of no writing, and instead lots of resting, pain, and TV. Why? I was getting my wisdom teeth out.

Cue the word was. 

Today, I had no food for six hours, did the whole shebang. Drove to the office, filled out paperwork. I got back in the room (nervous as all heck, by the way), only to be told that because I was taking ibuprofen regularly, we needed to reschedule.


In a way, I am relieved. I have two weeks to finish up Petrichor (MAYBE?!?), play Sims, and overall enjoy life before my teeth are parted from me forever. Not to mention, I wasn't in the right frame of mind to get my wisdom teeth out today. But all that work... missing food... not getting enough sleep. FOR NOTHING. Really?!?

Thankfully, my mom took me to Walgreens, where I proceeded to impulse-buy two plushies and an overpriced stack of Marvel stickers.

It's all in the little things.

Now, because of Rainbow Dash and Mr. Owl, as well as pizza and possibly Cap 2, this day shall not go down in history as one of the worst; it will, instead, go down as one of the best.

The moral of this story?

Also, stay tuned for an awesome guest post and other cool content... except, two weeks later than expected. 

P.S. - Obviously, Rainbow Dash has a name. However, what should I name the owl? 
Because as cool as the name Mr. Owl is, and as awesome as my mother is for 
impromptu-ly naming him, I'm quite open to other options.


  1. Oh dear! Well...I don't know if to say congratulations for not having to do it today or I'm sorry you weren't able to get it over with after all that work. But yay for awesome moms! Rainbow Dash, plush owl, Marvel stickers!!! :D And PIZZA. At least everything turned out well. The loot you got is the best. XD Treat yo self indeed!

    Hmm...Since you got a Pony with him you could always name him Owlowiscious after Twilight Sparkle's pet owl. Or Adam after Adam Young since he's an owl and Owl City and...yeah. Or Owlfred. Like Alfred. Um, what? Wow, apparently I'm in a weird mood too. o.O

  2. Yeah, I was gonna suggest Owlowicious.

  3. It's the worst when something like that happens! I'm glad that your mom helped make it better. Mom's are the best at those types of things:D

  4. Oh I totally feel for you. :| Getting wisdom teeth out is AWFUL, but I think getting all psyched up for it and then not happening in almost worse. >_< *hugs*


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