I was so excited and hopeful about Nanwrimo. I really thought I could make something good, something that would help me grow. Something that would challenge me. I think I was doing well keeping up with it for a little bit. And then it happened, I self sabotaged. I can’t ever just let myself enjoy…
Category: writing
Living Multigenerationally
NanoWrimo day 4 Multigenerationally is possibly a word I made up, although I think it’s meaning is clear. I live in a multigenerational house. My husband I and our two children share a home with my mom and dad, three generations of people all under one roof. It was never our plan to live with…
Resting Bitch Face
NanoWrimo day 3 Before I was born, I was cursed with resting bitch face. I am not sure what bruja my ancestors angered but all the women in my family are burdened with resting bitch face. Maybe it’s a small sacrifice for the ferocity that burns through our veins. Because no woman travels to America…
I am not good at parties
NanoWrimo day 2 I am not good at parties Unlike my daughter who loves parties, my daughter who wants to be the life of the party. I am not good at knowing what to say or when to say it. What things are ok to ask and what things should be left unsaid. I am…
NanoWrimo
I have five minutes left of the first day of the national novel writing month kick off. Five minutes left and not a clue as to what I am doing. I had sort of been playing around with the idea of trying to participate but hadn’t even remotely tried to figure anything out beyond that….
