writer – Bipolar Wonderland

Empowered

Yesterday I posted on my book’s page “Just so you know… if you’ve ever done me dirty you’re in my book. Enjoy it. You won’t find your name, just something close. You should’ve acted right. I said what I said.” It’s MY story. I get to say whatever the fuck I want. Several people thoughtContinue reading “Empowered”

New Platform & Other Things

So, I finally joined Twitter. I think I’m in love. I’m really enjoying that platform. The writing community on there is incredible and wildly supportive. They’re very interactive. I wish I would have joined sooner. Hopefully it will help me build a fan base. I’ve been trying here and on Facebook, but I’m not havingContinue reading “New Platform & Other Things”

Too Early

I’ve been waking up earlier and earlier these days. My husband expressed his concern with this this morning and told me he wants to talk to my psychiatrist about it. He thinks it’s throwing my schedule off. The thing is, I don’t have a schedule. I just do my thing each day. The only thingContinue reading “Too Early”

Eureka

Eureka! I have figured out my next novel! I got the title, plot, subplot, story twist, and ending all figured out. Thank goddess because I was stressing the fuck out. I’m actually really excited to write all of this out. I think it’s got great potential. I haven’t read a psychological thriller with this plotContinue reading “Eureka”

Published

My novel was accepted for publication! I’m so excited! I’m proof that you can do anything you set your mind to. I’m 37 and just now am getting my first novel published. I never thought I’d be doing this. It’s amazing. No, I didn’t get some big, fancy contract that includes a big advance. I’mContinue reading “Published”

The Breaking of Rainbow (Part 5): Cloudy Day

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Is That All There Is

Is that all there is? This is the mantra of a jaded individual. This is how we look at life. I’m a self-described jaded realist practicing loving kindness whenever I can. It took a lot of years and a lot of experience to get this way. It’s not so bad, really. It doesn’t mean I’mContinue reading “Is That All There Is”

Fuck

I’m having nervous breakdown about writing this next part of my book. Like, I’m breaking down crying. My mom is patiently listening to me freak out. There’s just so much trauma during this part. Manipulation, controlling behaviors, emotional abuse, alienation from family and friends, and the worst: the emotional abuse of my son. I can’tContinue reading “Fuck”