Welcome back, my lovelies. Tell me, what does one do when they realize they are no longer shackled to the toxic patterns of the past? Yesterday was my last at a day job that, over the course of nearly two years, utterly destroyed my mental health. Don’t misunderstand, most of the people were great (someContinue reading “Untethered…”
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Cleanliness is next to gothliness…
Welcome back to the cemetery, my lovelies! I am writing this from my newly redecorated goth nook. I spent all day yesterday (literally about eleven hours) rearranging furniture, building a new shelf, hanging artwork, reorganizing, and generally just exploding my goth touch all over everything in my little creepy space. I feel so cozy andContinue reading “Cleanliness is next to gothliness…”
A picture is worth a thousand words, or a few swear words and three hours of my Sunday…
Welcome back to the cemetery, my lovelies! Today, your beloved Twisted Libra decided to move forward with an upgrade to the online portrait gallery. The previous version just held static images; you couldn’t enlarge, and they were not watermarked. I chose to set up a Google photo album and link it to the website. EasyContinue reading “A picture is worth a thousand words, or a few swear words and three hours of my Sunday…”
The fallacy of normality…
Since my knee surgery last week, I have been dwelling on the concept of “normal.” People keep talking about my return to normal in regards to my mobility. I am healing quite well, but this journey has taught me that everyone has their own internal concept of how things should be. I doubt I willContinue reading “The fallacy of normality…”
On the mend…
Your beloved Twisted Libra has been maimed. Part of me is forever removed. My suffering has been long and painful. Okay, perhaps I am being just a tad dramatic. I had knee surgery. My ortho doc removed damaged cartilage and several bone spurs. Recovery has been painful, yes, but I seem to be progressing nicely.Continue reading “On the mend…”
Might I request a golf clap?
Seriously, my lovelies, I have been a shitty writer lately and all I feel I deserve is a sarcastic golf clap. I have had nearly two weeks of freedom from the day job, and I have written fuck all. Hell, I haven’t even read anything. I finally have the time to devote to my passion,Continue reading “Might I request a golf clap?”
Time marches on, but at a glacial pace…
Welcome back, my lovelies. People often say that time goes by fast. It honestly doesn’t. Life isn’t short; it’s a long, arduous journey full of twists and turns and massive mountains followed by cavernous valleys. Sometimes, our dreams get lost in the shuffle. My writing seems to have stalled lately. The want is there, butContinue reading “Time marches on, but at a glacial pace…”
From darkness to light…
Something has changed for me, my lovelies. Years of introspection, lessons learned, and struggle has brought your beloved Twisted Libra to a healthy and stable place, mentally speaking. I have grown significantly as a person, and dare I say I have conquered my demons. Seriously, no longer are we locked in battle; we cuddle andContinue reading “From darkness to light…”
Sometimes I write cute stuff…
My ongoing exodus from Meta has bolstered my creativity. Today, I poured through all the journals and notebooks lying about (my fellow writers know exactly what I’m talking about) and compiled all my unpublished poems into one collection. I had more than I realized. A new book might be closer than I thought! Anyway, oneContinue reading “Sometimes I write cute stuff…”
An oldie, but a goodie…
I find myself sitting here in bed, coffee in one hand, powdered donut in the other (because I’m a goddamn adult and I can do what I want), and although I feel so many things worth saying…I have nothing to write. It’s not writer’s block; I just feel like being a lazy shit today. So,Continue reading “An oldie, but a goodie…”
Dancing Among the Remains 