Fighting My Battles

So, here’s the truth… I can’t go to the movies without tearing up. Like, not ever. I am already overwhelmed with emotion when the trailers for upcoming movies come on. I am truly moved by movie commercials. I get sucked in, my heart leaps with excitement and joy, I’m fascinated by the sound, I’m on […]

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I Threw Up

I threw up. Not the kind where there were chunks in the car or anything. It was definitely more of a dry heave kind of thing. It didn’t start there. In fact, no, that’s where it ended. It started six and a half hours earlier. I woke up at 5:31 on the dot. I was […]

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Will I Ever?

Will I ever be the writer I want to be- The type of writer where I can quit my job and focus solely on my craft? The kind that people read their work without knowing what the piece is even about, because people recognize the author and trust it regardless. The type of writer who […]

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Where’s the Artists?

They discuss starving artists and they’re not kidding. I feel that there is a fall of the creative person, but that, I believe, is due to the demand of having to provide for a family. People don’t want to pay the price for art. For example, why have someone sew your clothes for you when […]

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The Blank Page

The blank page is staring at me. It’s new, untouched. I look at it and find myself excited with the endless possibilities that this page could provide me. I think of writing- the stories that could be told. Will someone fall in love? Will a loved one die? Will they fall, literally, crack their tailbone […]

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Grief of Miscarriage

**Trigger Warning** It was Monday, January 14th. A day that I never once even considered the vs. in Jeremiah (1:5). Nor have I ever considered Psalm 139:13. However, after feeling a little strange while doing group at work only to find myself bleeding at 5 weeks 4 days pregnant, the verses became a strange reality. […]

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