My blog, welcome. |
Credit goes to Norbanus for this wonderful poem. Much thanks for the gift. Nero: The Legend and Fiend To read the mind of madness, as a rule Is wrought with pitfalls leading but to grief. When Nero smiled Rome nodded as one fool, most jumping in to hide their disbelief But there were some, who understood his ways, who didn't blab while planning a new track. The story of his end goes on days. His corpus tossed into the trash out back. The gladius then sheathed, or so they say. His guards had done the job without a hitch. His broken dream of art had gone its way. His "Qualis antifex" now in the ditch. We read of his great falling from his perch, did he think that he’d left Rome in a lurch? Welcome friends! This insane, wild, and honest blog is home to my thoughts, observations, and daily musings on whatever may arise. Enjoy your stay. BLOGGER OF THE WEEK May 3, 2020 - May 9, 2020 |
Realizations August 13, 2020 at 3:46pm August 13, 2020
Last night I wrote an entry about my response to a prompt contest. At the time, I considered it rather terrifying and I have no doubt that the hesitations will grow once I go back to my fathers house, though that’s neither here nor there.
I am happy I wrote the entry but I’m beginning to see a pattern with what I share. I’m writing shallow pieces, useless anecdotes, and entries that all revolve around sexuality. I’m trying to say it doesn’t matter what yo... [Read more] Dreams and Fears August 13, 2020 at 4:03pm August 12, 2020
I just wrote one of the most personal pieces of my life. There is a small contest going on right now for youth writers, and I decided to enter. The prompt is this: Write about your biggest dream and compare it to your biggest fear. When I first started writing it I thought it would be pretty light, until I realized that it wasn’t the right direction for it to take, not this time. I was going to write about working in psychology and... and what? My only fear about th... [Read more] Confused Feelings August 12, 2020 at 4:37pm August 7, 2020
This week has had me feeling like someone ran over me with a truck. I just got back from doing a virtual camp with other CMT (charco marie tooth disease) youth and I missed this writing community so much. We did a bunch of activities and talked about our trials and triumphs quite a bit, but I couldn’t connect with the campers themselves.
I’m not sure why. They were all accepting and kind; quite a difference from the people in this state. I talked about Kat a ... [Read more] |