writer

  • True

    I should have coffee in the morning and a spouse to make breakfast for kids to take to school and a house with a blue door but I have none of those things I am a thirty-something that never quite adjusted to time passing bye how did I get here? I am a Stevie Nicks…

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  • Writers block

    Normally, I’m always able to come up with ideas for new novels. I love writing fantasy. That’s the kind of writer I have always dreamed of being. But I find myself distracted by the state of the world that trying to come up with anything fantastical seems impossible. And I don’t feel brave enough to…

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  • Poet

    Sometimes, I think I should try and publish my poetry But then I would have to have people talk about my poetry and be known for my poetry and the honest truth is, I am not brave enough to do that Or maybe I’ve let anxiety get the best of me? I don’t know I…

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  • I started a video essay series. I’m going to write journal, poetry type things and turn them into videos. I’m not great on camera. I do better writing about myself. So, here is the link to my first one on YouTube: With Love, Diana

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  • Times, they are a-changing

    I woke up this morning as I do most mornings feeling tired and angry. I have two bills and rent due, and am unemployed again after getting a job and them firing me. FBI director Cash Petal went to the Olympics on a private jet to demean women in a horrifying display of “boys will…

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  • Late Night Thoughts

    I feel like I’m in this money abyss. I can’t keep a job. I can’t earn money. I am relying on my parents for help. My mental health is terrible, and I’ll get a job, but then something happens and I am back at square one. Particularly right now, it feels as if everything is…

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  • Unemployed, again

    I’m unemployed again. I got a job last week and was really happy about it. I showed up, I did the training, and they ultimately decided I wasn’t a good fit and I was let go on Friday without a real explanation as to why. I’m thirty-five, and this is not the first time this…

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  • Pop song

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