You turned to the sky and asked what color it was. I said the sky resonates with the beasts inside people tired of the world dragging them down. The screams that go unheard. The monsters who say that others are invalid. The cracked pillars holding up a society destined to fall apart. But there are … Continue reading Future
I found a powerful poem recently. In light of the world being its same brutal self, I decided to share it. It's called "Compassion Fatigue" by Ebony Stewart. It was performed in 2016, but it's even more relevant today in 2020. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yeRafMKWg-Q
Heyyyyyy! Happy birthday! I hope your day is going good so far. Even though this moment is the last. Part of the day I’ll consider “your day.” Uh, here’s a gift – just for you! I put in the considerable amount of time. I hope you shop where everyone shops. Here’s a gift card to … Continue reading Happy birthday
Managing stress is essential for any job. It's hard to balance work (even if it's more like a hobby) with life in general. It can feel as if it's impossible to get everything done. While listening to Ear Biscuits the other day, I heard a great quote about that: "It's probably the case that feeling like … Continue reading How do we manage the stress?
For a new artist, being "bad" could be discouraging. It's hard to continue when everything you do is nothing compared to others. Well, I was listening to the podcast Ear Biscuits, and here's what Rhett had to say about it: "I think hopefully one of the things that has been demonstrated here is that: if you … Continue reading To all new artists:
After writers send their work out to be critiqued, it can feel as if forever stands in front of them. Time has stopped. Even as life goes by, nothing happens. They wait, filled with butterflies. Days and months and years all feel like lifetimes. Perhaps it's because they're nervous. They sent their work - their … Continue reading Waiting forever