It’s too hard to coordinate getting photos into the post this week – covid fatigue, burnout fatigue, parenting fatigue, emotional fatigue – it’s been a rough two weeks. So instead, you get a poem that I wrote last week, which I am definitely counting as ‘making something’. <3 On Healing: A Letter To Myself With […]
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Yesterday (here, or right now if you’re there) was the 1st of the month, and by now WE ALL KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS: a new Inklet! Yay! *confetti* The strange visitor arrives in the nick of time, just as Natalie contemplates giving in to the feelers of darkness that surround her. She can stay strong
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I read this Tumblr post on Pinterest yesterday morning. Someone was trying to be motivating, starting with ‘Never have a zero day; read one page, or write one line’ etc etc. And I was like, You know what? Screw this. I’m having a zero day. It’s been a busy term (term three seems to always
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Depression hitting hard today. Nothing specific, just existential dread about the state of everyday reality and humanity, and missing being *with* people not just bodily, but in action and purpose. If you have happy memes or cute pictures or whatever, I’d be grateful. For now, I’m losing myself in Unstable Unicorns (because the artwork is
I’m back from two weeks away essentially without internet, and I need to talk about that. But first, I’ll do that thing that I ‘should’ do, which is announce that How To Create Cultures is now out and available everywhere in ebook – print release has stuck to the original date of the 17th, so
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In good times, it is possible for a lion to purr. (If you have not seen this, you will not believe me.) Your lion wants to keep you safe. Because of this, occasionally, when you are safe and your lion sees this, it will rub its cheeks against you and purr, like the distant rumble
There are days when the world sucks at your feet, when every step is a long schhhhhhhllurPOP of effort, as you grind against the forces that hold you down. Depression isn’t a fight, it’s a slog. There are days when everything you feel is caked with mud and the mud isn’t yellow, or white, or
Extract from a random conversation with Liana Brooks on learning to live with negative emotions – sharing because…?? I don’t know? Someone else might find it useful? My brain is a weird place and I feel you deserve full disclosure of that? Something. 😀 this is different it’s not bottling i know bottling i
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