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Sure Thing

We aren’t born with murderous intentions.

Walter’s a good man. He would do anything for those he loves. He’d never hurt a fly.

That’s what I hate the most. I need someone with a spine, someone not afraid to push back and knock me around. 

I clutch the ladder until my knuckles go white. In my mind I can see Walter tumbling head first two stories down.

My muscles tense, ready to rip the ladder from under his feet. 

“Honey, I don’t really need you to spot me. Can you get my toolkit?”

I relax, my fingers loosen.

“Sure thing.”

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QPD (Kind Of): Courage

Courage. That was today’s yoga practice. It’s also the monthly theme. Hell, I think it’s safe to say it’s our universal yearly theme.

Courage to move forward. Courage to push ourselves beyond our comfort zones. Courage to push the people around us from their comfort zones.

One of the truest ways to effect change socially and economically is through divestment. It can be hard to get there. Companies don’t want you to divest. Social constructs don’t really support divestment. But the BLM protests have proven, again, that it is possible. It might be uncomfortable. It might reveal more naysayers than you thought you had in your circle. Always remember, it’s for the greater good.

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QPD – What A Week/Month/Year

It’s been a whole half a year.

And what a year it’s been so far.

Its almost time for mid year reflections. I guess it can always be time for reflection but this year I’ve been very focused on moving forward, how to get there, making goals, setting intentions, visualizing …

All the things.

I even have a journal made to help you set goals and intentions and act on them.

But I’m also exhausted, especially right now.

It’s been a week, even with the holiday. It’s been filled with good and bad.

Lately, all I can think is how very tired we should all be and how willing we should be to hold each other accountable and to demand change.

After all, change is the only constant. I’d argue that it’s the root of most fear.

How are you feeling as we come up on half a year? After this month? This week?

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QPD – What Day Is It Again?

Things are getting a little trippy. This is an instagram filter and I just happened to get lucky while playing with it.

My schedule has been completely decimated by this staying home thing (I think most people can say the same). I find myself playing with things like Instagram filters just so I don’t really have to think about anything else. My days have started to take on a weird shape. I wake up, I work remotely, my workday ends, dinner, family, pets then suddenly it’s 10PM and the scenery has barely changed.

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QPD: Taco Tuesday

It’s taco Tuesday so I present my very non-traditional black bean chipotle tacos (made and eaten on Monday)

I love to cook but this time of staying in hasn’t really inspired me to experiment in the kitchen more.

I know people are making bread like crazy (I don’t really understand why). Maybe this weekend, since Easter is coming up, I’ll really dive into it and come out with a fresh loaf of carby goodness.

Are you making bread? Are you cooking more? Have any good recipes?

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Quarantine Photo Diary – 2

What’s more introvert comforting than curling up in a blanket and hiding for a little while?

I think now, more than ever, I have this desire to be strong in every way. Sometimes that’s physically, emotionally … sometimes it’s in handling everything with a devil may care attitude. But I have to remember that this is still a time of stress, abnormality and vulnerability.

Last night was a new yoga practice that centered on vulnerability. It was apt that it was a practice that focused on being gentle and recognizing and expanding your limits in a time when we’re all being pushed beyond them.

FYI, yoga with Adriene on YouTube is a must for at home practice.

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Quarantine Photo Diary

I received “Happy Quarantine/Distancing” flowers from a friend about a week ago. Now they’re starting to wilt. I feel like this applies to most things I feel right now. I like working remotely but doing it all the time makes the job unecessarily hard and it’s already unecessarly hard in its own right.

I’ve been using what free time I find to work on editing and arranging poetry for a collection I hope to release in the next month. Free time is still scarce though and everything that normally still has to be done is still there, needing to be done. My teenager *to no one’s surprise* does not like chores or doing school work even though she’s not in school.

I hope everyone is taking care of themselves in this very weird time. Let me know how you’re doing and what you’ve been up to?

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Actual Blog Update Incoming

Hi everyone, I’ve been a little bit absent lately. Between work, house stuff, travel, family … I haven’t had any of myself to spread over to writing.

I’ve also made some changes on the blog recently.

I changed the background image because my old “tacky wallpaper” disappeared. I figured it was time for a little update anyway.

I also added a page for editing services. If you or anyone you know is in need of an editor please check out that page.

Otherwise things are steadying out for me and I hope to get back to prompt/challenge writing and reading very soon.

Have a wonderfully spooky rest of October!

Anyone ever feel like things get this out of control at the keyboard (or typewriter in this case)?

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Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays!

First, I want to check in on readers from Indonesia or with family/friends in Indonesia. Is everybody ok?

Second, it’s Christmas Eve! Merry Christmas/Happy Holidays! I hope everyone has been enjoying the holiday season.

I’ve taken a longer break than I meant to but I’ve been working on my thesis which has taken over my mind for a bit.

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Baby Spiders Before 7 AM

This is not at all what I would normally post but … I don’t know, I’ll call it a slice of life.

This morning I had to kill a spider.

It wasn’t just any spider. No. I didn’t realize this was some mutant momma spider.

I thought it looked weird … but what the hell do I know before 7 AM when my daughter is refusing to go in her bathroom because of said spider.

So I smashed it

And baby spiders scattered across the tile.

I … Just stared for a second … I had that “sweet baby Jesus what have I done” moment.

Of course, I can’t shut the bathroom door and leave them. No, they’ll regroup into some Cartoon Network mutant villainy crap if I do that.

So I start screaming at my daughter to get the bug spray from the garage.

I’m pretty sure this shit is outdoor only use. It’s probably straight up expired acid at this point.

I do not care. I douse those innocent babies like I’m going burn the whole place and never look back.

Then I shut the door and walk away because I’m officially out of time for this to be a problem.

The more I think about it, the more I think that this was hidden in the fine print when I signed the parent contract. I didn’t knowingly sign up for baby spiders before 7AM.