Monthly Archives: March 2017

How fresh! What a clever smart girl (or boy) you are!!

I’m going to preface this by saying that of course people have different tastes in movies and books. While I do sometimes feel judgy toward people that defend literary or live-action garbage, I recognize that this is a shitty trait I should continue trying to shake. People are allowed to like whatever the hell they want. That’s not the point I’m making here. With that out of the way… What do horror writers and fans think they’re accomplishing by talking…

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What if I told you…

Yeah, it’s the same depression and doubt that happens all the time. I’d been sleeping too much and tired all the time, even waking up often in the middle of the night. That hasn’t happened much since I started using a CPAP. Turns out, my sinuses were stuffy and it was impeding my breathing. Since I still have decent health insurance, I got my nasal spray refilled and that’s going well. Speaking of insurance, if the ACA repeal goes through,…

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Beauty and the Beast

It’s no secret that I take issue with some of the messages in Disney movies. I hate how 90% of the time, everyone looks exactly like what they are. Heroes are attractive, villains are ugly (exception for Snow White’s Evil Queen), fat people are jolly, women have crazy-long hair. And until recently, with minimal exception, the girl stories end with a wedding, while the boy stories end with a coronation. Okay, not Pinochio, and not Jungle Book. But come on.…

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My Poor Desk

For those of you who have never visited my home, I have a tiny desk on wheels on one side of my living room. H has the whole office to himself, and I work near the TV so I can do reviews and stuff. JoJo loves climbing all over the desk almost as much as he loves jumping off of it. But see, it’s a cheap piece of crap. I’ve already bought it twice because the first one had a…

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“Words are my life,” said the writer.

I’m not sure what triggered me to be so irritated by an known writer’s claim that “as a writer, words are my life.” Granted, answering every question or prefacing every statement with “As a writer, I…” is already pretentious AF unless you’re doing a signing, workshop, or other event designed to showcase you as a writer. Hint: that probably doesn’t include the entire internet. The entire internet doesn’t revolve around any one person. If it did, it would probably be…

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