I’ve talked about how introversion feels to me before, but it’s so strange, I’m trying to get a more precise explanation.
At its simplest, the Jungian version of introvert/extrovert is that the former get their energy from being alone and the latter get their energy from being with others. It’s a spectrum and I think a lot of people hover somewhere around the middle. I’m towards the extreme end of introversion. Being introverted doesn’t mean … Continue Reading
When someone shows you who they are, believe them the first time.
— Maya Angelou
This is a timeless quote. I wholeheartedly believe in it.
I sometimes have interactions with potential partners, submissive men, natch, who do something egregious early on in our correspondence.
And that’s it, I’m out.
I know it sounds harsh, and it is.
If someone lies to me, is disrespectful, is mean, ignores my boundaries, expresses some offensive view, is shitty … Continue Reading
I don’t have a fear of flying. I have a fear of failure.
My fear of failure is so great that I couldn’t bear to put the word ‘failure’ in the title. Telling, no?
I genuinely believe that this fear impacts a lot of aspects of my life. Both in my past and in the present.
I am envious of those who have that fear, but try to fly anyway. Madly flapping their arms and … Continue Reading
This random list came out of a little game on Twitter (you follow me on the Twitter, right? Of course you do! Then you know all of this already…).
Here’s a preview of what I’ve* been doing in the silence: A dedicated web page for the books I’m not writing :P. It’s so pretty!
*and by ‘I’, I mean ‘me and My Fabulous Man Who Knows Everything’ (MFMWKE just rolls off the tongue, doesn’t it?) who found a solution for every problem for me, even (especially) the ones I created myself with my exuberance and lack of skill.
Launching soon with champagne and … Continue Reading
As a proper blogger (shut up, I am!), I’m supposed to do some kind of summary, maybe some stats, deep thoughts for the year, some goals for next year, that sort of thing. Maybe even *gasp* GRAPH PORN!
But I’m spectacularly unmotivated to do any of that, so instead, here is a list of my most popular posts of 2016:
… Continue ReadingI have scars on my body. Like all scars they tell stories.
That one under my hair, where I smashed into a beam with a nail sticking out while crouch-running under a friend’s house at a party. We were wild and screaming, I was about 13 I guess. I suspect my friend never even noticed when I stopped, when blood started running down my face. It didn’t hurt. I was concussed and just wanted to … Continue Reading
