Thoughts
Having all the things in life you want still requires effort even when you’ve found them. Maintenance is much harder than I realized.
I’m not satisfied unless I’ve got goals to work toward. So I do, lots!
Pants have become the antichrist. When did that hapepn?
I’m hungry.
I’m pretending not to freak out about the Eppie finalist email due any minute now, if, that is, I finaled. I’m also not thinking at all about long, long awaited submission news.
I’m considering a threesome for my next story after Maya, after Danny and Jacob but before Ghost of a Chance. Heh. I have a lot to write, which is a blessing.
I’m letting my subscription to Oprah expire because I’m tired of the diet and looks features. When I first used to get her magazine, there was a lot about mental health and loving oneself. Now 5/6 cover stories are about looks/weight/diet/exercise/fashion/blah. Fuck it, someone else can have my money.
yeah.
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