It was at a Gloria Jean’s. We had a blueberry cheesecake and iced mocha to share — not that these details were important. There were other important things, like the imminent sob-fest I was entering. “T”, I began. “I really think I’m going to fail.” The last word came out in a ragged breath, leaving my lipsContinue reading “Asking for What You Deserve”
Home I went. I paid the bill.
Just five minutes ago, I was thinking of how to answer to an artist friend (who I greatly respect, by the way! Her work can be found here). The month of June brings a crazy number of things that I need to do regarding the production of Issue 5: AMO, ARMOUR for Carpe Bloom. We’re embarkingContinue reading “Yourself, in Recovery.”