Woof, it has been a while. College is f*cking hard I’m into my fifth week at UMKC, and I’m starting to sweat. The first exams in most of my classes have already taken place, and I did not score as high as I would have liked. I passed all of them, but I prefer to… Continue reading The Earth turns, and…
Back in my late teens and early twenties, I was quite judgmental in regards to other peoples pain and suffering. They don’t know what they’re talking about; I’d think. They have no idea what real stress or pain is. They have no idea how bad it can get, but I do. It took a few… Continue reading On change, and things getting better
The following is a transcription from a voice recording I took this afternoon. I did not have all the facts in front of me. Later this weekend, after I’ve had the time to thoroughly research, I will sit down and write out a more cohesive appraisal of the attacks in the last forty-eight hours. But,… Continue reading What can be done? How can we change?
“Stagnation is self-abdication.” ― Ryan Talbot The primary mental focus the last few weeks has been on my self-publishing. There are a couple of things I have come to understand in the previous eight months. I am not and will not be ashamed of my work, whether it be romance, science fiction, fantasy, or whatever… Continue reading Closing Time
I don’t have prayers to give. I have questions that need answers. My first response when I hear news of a mass shooting is, “Again?” Followed by rage. Not rage against the shooter themselves, not at first. I don’t wonder why. I know why. Rage against the status quo. Rage against the arguments and rebuttals… Continue reading Why?
On Monday, I met with my academic advisor for my degree focus. The good doctor was sweet as hell, and I think he took a liking to my attitude or my record–I’m not sure which. In any case, he guided me through several options for my academic career at UMKC and gave me a lot of… Continue reading Rebooting: starving student status accepted
Sunday the 29th was the last day the Nelson-Atkins Museum had their Dutch Masters exhibit. Being the procrastinator I am, of course, I decided to go on the last day. Okay… I love the Nelson-Atkins. It is one of my happy places. When I need a recharge, I love to go there and wander the… Continue reading Dutch masters and the French know how to party