Month: June 2014

What I’m Reading

Hey All! Check out what’s on my currently reading shelf! I’ve had some recent great finds that I am absolutely loving. Bored with your usual list? Go wander around a library for a bit. I always find inspiration there. And if you love to read and don’t yet have Goodreads then you are seriously missing out. More accurate than Amazon and absolutely free, you can connect with your friends and track all the books you’ve read, are currently reading, and track down some new titles that you want to read!


I’ve been on a real murder-mystery kick lately, as I’m sure you can tell from the above titles. But I just can’t seem to put them down! A year ago, I never would have thought I would be into this genre. Just goes to show that trying new things can open up new worlds.


“Writing: often it is the only thing between you and impossibility.”

I needed this today.
#truth #ThisIsRealLife #inspiration

The Daily Post

often it is the only
between you and
no drink,
no woman’s love,
no wealth
match it.
nothing can save
it keeps the walls
the hordes from
closing in.
it blasts the
writing is the
the kindliest
god of all the
writing stalks
it knows no
and writing
at itself,
at pain.
it is the last
the last
what it

Charles Bukowski, “Writing.”

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Sometimes you have a hard day.

Sometimes things don’t turn out like you expect them to.

And sometimes you need a kick in the ass from your best friend.

Today was a hard day. Maybe it was the weather or the moon or the fact that it was Friday the 13th. Maybe it was a series of circumstances having very little to do with me that somehow affected me greatly. I don’t really know why. But whatever the cause, whatever the reason, today was hard. Not necessarily bad, mind you, just difficult.

So, I did what I always do: called someone. Normally, I talk to my grandmother when I’m feeling down, she truly has a lot of wisdom to offer. But today, fate decided that my bestie would be my best bet. She took my call and did what she always does: let me cry for a total of ten seconds before she cut me off and told me to explain why I was upset.

When I couldn’t arrive at a single valid reason, I realized that there was no need for my tears. That I, in fact, have a lot to be thankful for, especially recently. Plus she told me to stop complaining and just move forward recognizing all the good I have in my life right now. And damnit, she was right. Which is why I love her.

I bucked up, had a drink, and then I did what always helps: I wrote.

Hopefully I will have something to show for it soon rather than just a stream of consciousness filling up the page. After all, why mope about a tough day? I muddled through the other side of it and tomorrow is another chance.



Before you read the title and turn away, I want you to know that I’m not going to rant about the perks or benefits of being a “feminist” or rather what most people consider to be “feminism”.

No. Instead, I want to draw your attention to a curious phenomenon that I see happening in ever-increasing amounts. I have met in the last oh, 5 years or so, some extremely remarkable men and women. By remarkable, I mean to call attention not only to their financial success but their goodness of heart, morals, and family principles. One interesting thing that I have witnessed in the last 2 years is the number of powerful or influential women who are the sole or main provider for their families.

Why is this interesting? Well besides the obvious role reversal, I think it’s fascinating that some women are still claiming to be “feminist” when the social order is showing an decreased need for this behavior. Some philosophies of Feminism hold that equality and the break out of gender or racial roles should apply to women AND men, which I find to be more reasonable. And isn’t the fact that in many households of my acquaintance that the woman makes more money than her husband or is the only source of income while he is a stay at home dad proof enough that equality has become more widespread than we realized?

I’m not saying we should stop fighting for equal rights on any front. I just think it’s important to recognize progress when it is being made. And that we shouldn’t simply continue to fight and say that little has been gained. The last century has been one of extreme change and I think the more we notice our results, the happier we will be. Gender roles shouldn’t define us.

Although isn’t it ironic that we are fighting to break out of gender roles in the workplace and yet socially, we adhere to “perfecting” our bodies to suit a stereotypical image that is based on women and men who are literally PAID to look good?


Note: This post was prompted by an article I read on Buzzfeed (Love you all over there!)