November Rain

Woops, missed a month there. I ain't gonna apologize though because I was out there living my best life: An amazing writing retreat in Ocean City with several of my VCFA classmates (writing, researching, swimming in the ocean, watching the sun rise and set, watching dolphins frolic along the coast, unexpectedly dancing the night away, … Continue reading November Rain →

Don’t Fear the Retrograde

I've always been aware of if not "into" astrology, ever since I was a kid (early runcible witch tendencies I guess). Like moon phases, I don't think planetary alignments and natal charts can control how our lives shape up, but I do think there is something about the moon and the planets that seems to influence our … Continue reading Don’t Fear the Retrograde →

5 Minutes a Day Keeps the Self-Loathing Away!

I suppose I should have made this post earlier in the month, but I generally forget that people might be interested in anything I'm doing/have to say because #internalizedselfdeprication (but I've been working on that!). But a funny thing happens when you start giving yourself permission to speak from the heart regardless of who might/not hear … Continue reading 5 Minutes a Day Keeps the Self-Loathing Away! →

Volcano.

I have spent the last two weeks typing out furious comments on Facebook, then deleting those comments because they don't add anything to the conversation but merely spew my magmatic rage all over the internet. I've also written this post several times and deleted it because it's just me asking "why?" over and over and over again. … Continue reading Volcano. →

She Who Controls the Spice Controls the Universe

AS MANY OF YOU PROBABLY ALREADY KNOW, Dune by Frank Herbert (and the three sequels) is one of my favorite books of all time. It has a lot of stuff going on that's worth loving (and a few problematic things but that's for another conversation), but one of the main things that drew me to it was … Continue reading She Who Controls the Spice Controls the Universe →

The Language of Dreams

Since I'm being my authentic runcible witchy self on here, I wanted to talk about something that has been on my mind a lot the past few weeks: dreams. Years ago I saw a popular blogger at a literary agency post an article about dream sequences in fiction. Her #hottake was that if your novel … Continue reading The Language of Dreams →

Rise of the Runcible Witch

As some of you may know, my parents met in a religious cult. I won't get into which one, but they were out of it by the time I was in kindergarten. Did it influence me and my brothers? Of course. But it was less of an influence from the cult itself, and more of an … Continue reading Rise of the Runcible Witch →