Memory loss and brain fog aren’t just annoying; they are dangerous. — I'm far too young to be this old. I started the aging process a bit younger than most. Not only did I have a full hysterectomy in my 30s, jump-starting menopause, but I have done a lot of damage to my body. I started smoking cigarettes when I was ten…

With a pen in her mouth and ink in her hair? — What is she doing over there? Eyes glassy. Blank stare? Is that ink in her hair? Words pressing in her brain. Images went in, they want out again. They are trapped in a prison of fear and shame. The words want out. Now! They are beginning to cause pain. The…

Day three of the thirty-day writing challenge — I am on the last days of the medication that makes my brain so loopy. I still feel jittery and nauseous, but the spider bites are healing well. I am very grateful I did not have to go to the emergency room or have them debrided (removing damaged tissue). On…

30-Day Writing Challenge — The challenge for me isn’t so much about writing for 30 days, the challenge is writing something GOOD for 30 days. Well, here goes nothing. Let’s talk about this image. The photo is of a piece of artwork I created several years ago. I made it with crayons and fire…

Thrifty Words 100 #72: Fear & Fifty Words Challenge #93: Fear — Fear is the path to the Dark Side. Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering. — Yoda There are no atheists on turbulent airplanes. ― Erica Jong, Fear of Flying 50 Words Marla Bishop speaks about a teenager Fearless As F*** Fifty Word Challenge #93: Fearmedium.com 100 Words Frederik Verhagen’s ruined beach party

30-day writing challenge day 1 — Hello, dear readers. I’ve finally done it. I’ve finally accepted the 30-day writing challenge. Today is, you guessed it, day 1. Well, I think you didn’t need to guess because it’s right there in the title. Day 1. I’m not sure I’ll write for 30 consecutive days, but I’ll write…

Baby goats are the cutest — A few weeks ago I was devastated. My big dog, Angus went missing. I broke my finger. And then, my mama goat, JJ, spontaneously aborted triplets. Likely due to the drought conditions currently plaguing the Texas Panhandle. When I encounter trauma, I freeze. I froze. I froze so hard it…

Thrifty Words 100 #72: Fear & Fifty Word Challenge #93: Fear — When I was a very little girl I slept with a baseball bat. Just in case. I also practiced what I would do when the bad guys came to kidnap me. I was really fixated on being kidnaped. I practiced appearing dead. I thought if I were dead, they wouldn’t…