I stumbled across a piece of writing I did a few years ago. I decided to blow the dust off and share it. It’s blunt and honest and just as relevant today as it was when I first wrote it. Without farther ado... “It gets better after high school.” When I was seventeen, I wanted … Continue reading My Ten Year Promise.
Oh Hello, I had a weird thing happen the other day. I was wading through a collection of customers at one of those big box stores. You know, the kind of people who park their carts in the middle of aisles, stand in front of things you want to buy and, are entirely impervious when … Continue reading The Negativity Virus
Emergency Wine is the original home for my thoughts. Mostly full of creativity exuded in poetry and short stories, it offers a slice of insight into who I am. Through Emergency Wine I have gained experience in managing WordPress hosted websites. Connecting with a like-minded WordPress community is inspirational. I update as regularly as I … Continue reading Welcome to Emergency Wine
Oh Hello, I’ve been thinking a lot about writer’s block. Freelancing is the next step I want to take with my writing but I’m afraid of taking on a job for a client and getting stuck on how to execute it. There’s nothing quite like staring at a blank page. Completely paralyzed by the white … Continue reading Writer’s Block: The Blank Screen Blues
Oh Hello, I bet you noticed a change around here. Welcome to Emergency Wine 2.0! I’m updating my look and expanding my content! See I started this blog to help me through a hard time. I had just spent the last year focusing all my time and energy on a relationship which ultimately ended. I … Continue reading New and improved!
Dear Motivation, I am heartbroken. It has been a lifetime since I’ve held you in my arms, feeling the gentle caress of the things we have accomplished together. I long to look deeply into your to-do list and sensually cross each item off— one by one. The soft silk of success between my fingers grows … Continue reading A Love Letter
I bite my tongue a lot. No, no. Not the 'My mother always told me if you don't have anything nice to say don't say anything at all,' kind of tongue biting. I mean aggressive tongue biting by accident. I’m known to draw blood while eating or chewing gum. My mind trails off and—WHAM! It's … Continue reading One of a Kind