For those of you who are part of the writing community on Twitter, first of all, Thank You!! Thank you for all your support that you give one another and being such an amazing example of what we can accomplish when we try to support one another instead of trying to tear each other down!
This past weekend’s #JustAddTea chat was all about celebrations, and while it did include how to use celebration in our works in progress (or WIPs, for those of you in the know), it began by emphasizing our own successes, both big and small.
This is a thing we should all do a little more.
Continue reading “That Friday Feeling: Focus on the Positive.”
I haven’t been posting much… or writing much in general… even though I agreed to do Camp NaNoWriMo this month.
I don’t know why I make promises I can’t keep around this time of year. It’s invariably the most stressful time of year for me. Not only is there the STAAR test, but there’s the normal Spring Time dating drama, or, rather, the lack-of-dating drama, that seems to get to me when I find myself dateless around this time of year. There’s the normal bill crunch as I find myself spending more to keep myself sane while I try to survive the STAAR test, and not absolutely crash.
And, lately, there’s a new focus on all the ways my Autism comes through. Like, now that I’ve had a couple of years to start to understand what exactly having “Aspergers”(though the term seems to be less acceptable recently) means, I’m seeing more and more ways that it manifests that I didn’t realize were different from how other people live.
Continue reading “It’s been a minute…”
Especially when Spring Break is so close! You know that feeling, when you don’t want to do anything, and contemplate taking some time off…
Continue reading “That Friday Feeling…”
So, first of all, let me apologize for dropping off the face of the interwebs for a while. I haven’t even been on Twitter much until the last day or so. Instagram either.
Since we’ve gotten back into the swing of things (after the Hurricane disrupted life in general), I’ve basically just been trying to keep up with all the changes:
- The counselors keep moving my students around, and thus I have to adjust the lessons a little more or less for each class based on the adjustments.
- I’ve been talking to the most recent Indian fellow, but I think he’s gotten tired of my late nights in the classroom.
- I had to get a tooth extracted… Not fun.
- And then immediately got the flu.
And then, to top it all off, it seems like I can’t find the linkup for the coffee share. Does it not exist anymore? Have I been gone THAT long?!
Continue reading “Weekend Coffee Share: Catharsis”
And I’m gonna do my best to skip it.
I have to admit, having never been through a hurricane before, I wasn’t worried initially. The settings on my Facebook news feed are set so the things I see first are inspirational or funny. I’ve been too busy working on lesson plans or trying to get caught up on my sleep or doing mindless things (like watching Netflix stuff) so I can sleep to really pay attention to the hullabaloo about the hurricane.
Speaking of watching stuff… if you’ve got nothing better to do (like you’re waiting for the apocalypse in the form of Hurricane Harvey), you might want to check out the movie What happened to Monday.
Continue reading “My First Hurricane…”
I sometimes go to IHOP to write. This sounds counterproductive due to the noise level and being interrupted by waitstaff, but in reality, it’s very comfortable. When I was in college, IHOP became a place of comfort for me. There would be whole groups of us that would gather there late in the evenings (and often into the morning) playing the question game, actually interacting, and being 100% genuine. There wasn’t a lot of judgment at that IHOP. More likely, it was because the atmosphere of a college town where there are competing colleges with competing theological ideologies allowed for an ambiance of honest communication to truly develop.
It was a special time in my life and the only time (prior to knowing about my ASD) that I felt totally comfortable being myself.
Continue reading “Girls: We’re different”
So a short while ago I started talking about how we separate (or divide, to stick to the title) ourselves into categories and judge each other based on those categories. I had wanted to talk about more serious stuff, but ended up using the whole post to rehash how some of the most recent men in my dating life have stopped seeing me as human, and how it was due to their racial make-up.
No, the irony of me talking about how we shouldn’t categorize people and then me doing that exact thing is not lost on me.
Continue reading “Why do we divide ourselves? (part 2)”