My week started out with a bang, emotionally speaking. Old demons reared up big and cold and angry, startling me...

I’m not sure I can put my finger on the domino that fell first in the line, but somehow over the last six months I have been experiencing..

My belief in my own self-doubt is holding me back. I cling to it like a life preserver. Yet just now I’m ...

“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.” – Hemingway Well fuck you, too, Hemingway.

About five and a half years ago, when I was still with my ex-boyfriend and he moved in with his sister and her husband for a few months ...