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Hello all, I have had a dry spell lately. I decided to just start anew.  So, here is the beginnings of a new project..no name, no direction..but I like the concept...thus far anyway :) Enjoy FUCK!!! Second week on the job and the boss calls in sick! What am I supposed to do? I don’t know how to deal with this man. Hell, I have only met him once. Actually, I didn’t meet him, I walked past him in the hallway. He nodded at me with a confused look, but didn’t actually speak to me. I am an assistant to an assistant. This means, when the great Jakob Heart needs something, he asks Isabelle to get it, who asks me to get it. Being around her for a week, I understand why. If Jakob had his way, she would be awake 24/7. His demands are great, and his needs are many.  Isabelle texted me at four a.m., with a list of instructions and an agenda the length of my arm.   I have been in my car and across town three different times since, and it is only six. Who would hav...

Hello All, I know I promised to get back to posting excerpts from my books, but I feel that I could not end this month without addressing something personal.  *Pulls out soapbox, takes a step up* September is suicide prevention month.  I know, I know, you have had this topic shoved down your throat recently. Why would you bother reading another article about suicide, It is just depressing.  Well, as you have all seen from my past posts, I myself struggle with depression. Along with 350 million others on this rock we call home. If you stop to think about the sheer magnitude of that number, how small one person is in comparison, you may understand why I find this so important.  Let’s review the facts, shall we?   On average one person commits suicide every 16.2 minutes   22 veterans commit suicide daily There is 1 suicide for every 25 attempts   2/3 of people who commit suicide are suffering from undiagnosed,...

Well, it is Thursday again. Time for me to make the words and say the things. I have been doing an abundance of editing for the past week, so nothing new to share.   But I do, however need to get some things off my chest. So often do I get stuck in my own rut, that I forget about those around me. I forget that we all are going through our own hard times. I forget how to be a good friend. Well, if you are one of these friends I apologize. This unedited, unfiltered, unabashed piece of unadulterated love is for you. To the friend who is lost between her past twenty years, and her next twenty. The one who is torn between the love of her life, and starting anew. I fucking think about you every day. You are one of the most beautiful souls I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. You are my sister in every sense of the word, and I hope you know that. My love, no one can tell you what path to take. I only know that a clear eye will help you make that decision. If you need me, ...

Pain. Uncertainty. Soul crushing, life sucking sadness. This has been my life for more years than I can remember.  I live under the mantra what does not kill me makes me stronger. Unfortunately, sometimes my thoughts tell me death would be less painful.  Due to these overwhelming and unwelcome thoughts, I have finally accepted I need help.    For someone like me, accepting defeat is not an easy thing. A strong woman who sacrificed everything, including her own happiness for her children, raised me. My whole life I was taught to put EVERYONE else’s happiness before my own. Working your ass off in order to get what you need was ingrained into my system from an early age.  Notice I did not say want. Wanting, for me, seems like a selfish act. I don’t do frivolous; I barely do indulgent. Up until recently, I could not even take a night to myself without making sure everyone else was taken care of first. My writing, my passion, my outl...