• Daily Writing Prompt

    Daily Writing Prompt #5

    WordPress decided to come out swinging for today’s daily writing prompt, and I, being the writer that I am, felt obligated to respond. Anyways, I need the writing practice. Nerves, anxiety, hysteria, call it what you want, that doesn’t change much to me. I’m a nervous person. I kinda always have been. From a young…


  • Why I Stopped Bullet Journalling

    It’s been a long while since I made the active decision to give up bullet journaling. At least for now, I have.  Let’s start with the basics. What is bullet journalling or the bullet journal method? “A bullet journal (sometimes known as a BuJo) is a method of personal organization developed by digital product designer…


  • On Learning About Parallel Play

    In the evenings, when I’m curled up on the couch, a cat on my one side my partner on the other, it’s quiet in our home. You can hear me typing away at my computer, writing for some project I have in the works, or playing Sims 4. You can also hear my partner sketching…


  • Avoiding the Itch

    (Originally written April 1, 2024) I have two five-day-old tattoos. One in the ditch of my left elbow, the other near my left wrist. As of this afternoon, they have officially reached the itchy phase. The itchy phase is exactly what it sounds like, my tattoos have healed enough that the scabs are now beginning…


  • Memories of Snow

    When the snow was thick and plush, we would don our snowsuits, boots and gloves and venture outdoors to the great winter abyss of our acreage. Our small childhood bodies would shake with the excitement of building snow forts and snowmen. We didn’t care that our knees would be soaked through within minutes or that…


  • Our Friend the Forest Mouse

    The woods leaned heavily as the wind whipped through the trees. Their branches creaking and whimpering in pain as elbows knocked into one another. The incoming storm filled the air with a charge. Our friend, the forest mouse, could feel the static dance across his brown fur, making the hairs stand at attention. Nervously, he…