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Hola Happy thanksgiving.  If you are reading this right now, I am thankful for you. I know not everyone visits my throw outs, but those faithful few who do are what keeps me going on this crazy journey.  I am having a strange day. I won’t get into details, but it has been a day of trying emotions for me. I am doing my best to keep a brave face and just get through it. I can say one thing. It is sometimes shocking to find out who has your back when you think everything has turned against you.  This piece I bring you tonight was written riding the train of emotions that has taunted me today. I always find writing therapeutic. Sometimes it is just better to tear open and artery and bleed on paper than it is to do it in real life. Welcome to my soul or as I like to call it, my alternate reality. If only the things I put on paper were real….if only. The Rock Star Diaries Why. Why did I open myself up for this again? Maybe I am better off just c...

I probably shouldn't post this. I probably should just suck it up and push this shit down like I always do. However I am not going to. I am going to bleed all over this blog post like I opened an artery. I am going to document my every unfiltered thought on the internet for all to see. Why? Well, why not? Here I sit, finally realizing I am the DUFF. Yep, I am the designated ugly fat friend. Maybe I feel this way because I am depressed. Maybe I just need a drink. Who knows. I do know it took me over thirty years to figure it out. I know there will be people who argue. Unfortunately, no matter how hard you argue that I am a beautiful soul with a good heart, it still doesn't change the fact that the outside doesn't match the in. My friends are beautiful. Every. Single. One. And, by the grace of god, they all love me as fiercely as I love them. They tell me I am beautiful. Unfortunately, it is hard to swallow for me. I am always the fifth wheel. I watch as the suito...

Sup Y'all! Thursday again! I am running off two hours sleep and have the attention span of a sea monkey today, so I shall get right to it. This weeks throw out is short, sweet, and vague. Why? Well, because magician cant give away all her secrets now can she. Also...I can. Hope you don't hate me too much. The Rock Star Diaries Able escorts me to the door, and I turn to say my goodbyes. However, he holds a set of car keys in his hands. “It was nice to see you again Able, I am sure we will be in touch soon.” A Cheshire smile spreads across his face. “ I’m sorry Miss Jarnot, but did you not hear my employers instructions? I am to see you home.”   My jaw drops at the fact that he is taking such satisfaction in this. I only live a few miles from here, and it is only mid-day, surely he does not think I cannot get home safely.   Able holds the door as I pass, still grinning in victory. I just don’t see the point in arguing, and I certainly wouldn’t mind spendi...

Welcome once again. Another week has passed. I have fallen seriously behind in my Nano word count. Le sigh. Well, I guess we can't all be winners. It is Friday, and I apologize for failing to post yesterday. I have a serious case of brain fry and the can't evens are strong this week. However, I do have a piece to share from last week. Written from the male POV of my ill fated rock star. Hope you enjoy! The Rock Star Diaries Gage The stuffy redheaded bird is back. Fredrick wasn’t kidding when he said she could freeze out a yeti. What that girl needs is a good shagging. When I saw her, in her three-piece pantsuit and glasses last night I knew she would be perfect. There is no way I will be tempted by this munter. Able seems quite taken with her, which is just fine with me, keeps the git from invading my space. I enter the sitting area, to find her with a laptop open on her knees. She does not notice me approach her from behind. She stretches her long arms above her...

Hello all, I am hangary, therefore having a lunch of honey flavored vegan peanut butter. I entered the NaNoWriMo competition and have been working on The Rock Star Diaries. So far I am at 4000 words, a bit behind schedule, but I will make it up. I have a MARS song stuck in my head today. and it is pushing me forward. This is my dream. I MUST make sacrifices in order to make it come true. If that involves getting a different job, or even moving, so be it. I WILL MAKE MONEY AT THIS SOME DAY!! That being said I am bringing you another piece of the aforementioned WIP, and leaving you with an ear worm..if you are echelon, you will just understand. Have you ever believed Were you ever a dreamer Ever imagined, heart open and free. The Rock Star Diaries “OH GOD YES!” I am jolted out of my slumber by the impassioned yells of my roommate, who failed to inform me that she was a screamer. I love the beautiful loft apartment that we share, unfortunately, the walls are paper thi...