Five-Thousand, Five-Hundred and Ninety-Eight

— The number of words I have written for this year’s NaNoWriMo.

The goal was to reach 50,000 words by the end of November. But I failed… in a bittersweet way. I knew this would happen, knowing who I am and how I work. Despite the comparatively low number, I would say that this past month did not go to waste.  Continue reading

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Misgivings and Reminders

{{another unplanned post, but it is for release}}

This time of year does not get better, with each passing year. I am not sure why that is, but it always springs up this sense of dread as soon as June draws to a close.

Looking through journals, planners, and social media posts from the past two years (excluding deleted accounts), I try to make sense of it, like I am one of the members of the Behavioral Analysis Unit. (Currently, Criminal Minds is my sort of calm meditation.) My profile shows that it is around this time of year that I find myself feeling lonely–a constant that has stayed since high school.

It’s silly, right? I should have outgrown that stage by the time I entered adulthood. Everyone else has. Why haven’t I?

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