I had every intention of sitting down this weekend and dedicating several hours to writing, but the weather was so deliciously warm and gorgeous, I opted instead to spend it outdoors doing yardwork and landscaping. Late Friday evening I'd jotted about 12 paragraphs down, the beginnings of Chapter 11 of my book, and planned to… Continue reading Sometimes The Whole Chapter Is Garbage (Throw It Away)
I'm writing this to you from bed. I'm laying on my left side because in my experience, it's easier to pass gas when I lay on my left side. Three weeks ago my doctor prescribed 2000 mgs of Metformin, a common treatment for women with PCOS. Metformin is more commonly known as a drug to… Continue reading I Don’t Give A Damn About Your Thin Fragility
I'm starting a new series here where I'm sharing old posts from past blogs and giving them new life. I published this in July 2015, just a few months after my mother's cancer diagnosis. Rereading these words, almost three years later, is a surreal experience. And I wanted to share them. "The Faucet Is Leaking"… Continue reading Memory Lane: My Faucet Is Leaking
I didn't sleep great last night. I go through phases with this book where I'm great and I'm writing happy stuff and then a chapter later the shit has hit the fan again. Like life. Life is like that. A few days ago I wrote this scene where a few of the characters are together… Continue reading Writing About Death Is Hard
When I watched the film "Secret Window" starring Johnny Depp, it was the first time I confronted the concept of a writer's retreat and I loved it (spoilers: minus all the psychosis and murder). Living with writers block these past two years especially has been hell and I've often romantisized the notion of escaping to… Continue reading I’m writing a book. I hate it.
Self doubt. A ton of bricks. Who am I if not confident, carefree, fearless, strong? What's left of me when I'm destroyed, depressed, delicate, and down? Numbers, numbers, numbers, numbers. Will they like this, will they hear this, will they see this, will they want this. Will I still be who I am without...them? A… Continue reading Social Media – What’s Left Of Me
Something I've always felt there's a real lack of is interviews with thin men who love fat women. These men are given nicknames like, "chubby chaser" and told their physical and sexual preferences are just fetishes, but the reality is that loving a fat woman doesn't require you to be anything other than a person… Continue reading Our Mixed Weight Relationship – An Interview With My Partner Of 10 Years