I remember my first introduction to Kafka, I was a senior in high school and had to read Metamorphosis. A book that made me feel weird, uncomfortable, and really sad. More than anything though, it was unique, very dark, and utterly unforgettable. During an adventure I took to Charleston, South Carolina (more on that later), I... Continue Reading →
Letters to My Muse #1
You know, they say if you capture a writer's heart, you never really die; I wonder if that's true. It seems so unfair that you could steal a heart and gain immortality, sacrificing me for yourself. That seems more like the Aztecs than modern-day America. Though, I have to say, falling for you was a... Continue Reading →
Diary of a Black Sheep #7: Peace Be the Journey
Hi again! At first, I wasn't sure what I was going to write to you guys this week. I've been working (Thank God), about to start school, and decorating/furnishing my new apartment. If you read my first few posts you'll know I dabbled in minimalism a little before I moved. Then when I did move... Continue Reading →
Diary of a Black Sheep #6 Hopefully an Uplifting Ramble
Hey everyone! I know that I don't have too many of you following me, but I wanted to start off by saying thank you for those that are! I'm pretty self-conscious about my writing, and I appreciate anyone that gives me the courage to continue! That being said, I wanted to give you guys an... Continue Reading →
Diary of a Black Sheep 5: Life After Wine and Cupcakes
It's been a while! I've had a crazy month; I moved states, got my first apartment, got a kitten, got a job, reconnected with an old friend, and went out on a date. Other than that, nothing has been going on 🙂 My move was kind of emotional, but a freeing feeling nonetheless. I think... Continue Reading →
Diary of a Black Sheep 4 Bring on the Wine and Cupcakes
I don't remember if I wrote about this before, but I am moving. Not just down the street, but to a completely different state where I don't know anyone and on my own for the first time. My dream is to travel, teach, and to live in many different places. I recently graduated with my... Continue Reading →
Diary of a Black Sheep #3 When I’m not the only Victim of my low self esteem
Ideas come to me in some weird ways. I'm either washing my hair, driving or pacing in my house with a glass of wine or tea and rolling thoughts around in my head until I can piece something together. It's a little neurotic, it makes me stay up way too late and drive around way... Continue Reading →
Diary of a Black Sheep 3 When it’s Right
I’ve been in college awhile and I’m set to graduate this semester and so I’ve been reflecting on this journey as I’m looking toward my future and a brand new start I’ve been working my ass off to have. The summer before I started school my parents divorced and it was really, really messy.... Continue Reading →