It's a thin line to keeping your safety yours and contained and having freedom of expression.
A line I hope we can solidify soon.
This ordeal has left me feeling creeped out, surveyed, and scared of losing my job (something no one should ever have to deal with).
I'm glad I didn't give into the 'internet fame' mentality that blankets our internet-generation now (I did gain a slew of new Instagram followers thanks to the article, but that doesn't really mean anything in the real world). Sure it may translate to book sales in the future (huge may), but it doesn't really help my present where I have to work for a living and I'm actually excited about my job.
As you can see, if you kindly click here, I've updated my Home Page. Added more information on my latest (and only) book out for consumption, and detailed that its to be a full-length novel. Long time readers will know that The Rather Depressing Tales of Patricia Lauren Bordeaux is a love work of mine, and although I've been on Chapter 1 for a very long time (how many years has it been?), I know once my contractual obligations are up to Permuted, I'm going to jump all over it like a Vampire jumping at a-
No, I lost the plot.
Anywho, I'm busy sitting here, staring at my screen, wondering what else I can do, that, for some reason, isn't writing. When that's the one thing I know I should be doing. Funny how that works at times, hm?
So you know that pesky Facebook change that’s coming at the dawn of the new year? No? Well, it’s a little thing that reduces visibility on Facebook Pages, like mine above, and well…everyone who has a Facebook Page for their…
My Anxiety and General Sensitivity has been in full swing lately. It’s all I can do to stop thinking and remain calm, focused on only what I can control. It’s that impending ‘something wrong and bad’ is going to happen…
Today was a tough-ish day for me, what with the immense allergies, and the annoying eczema I’ve been graced with very recently. I went back to sleep when the boyfriend went to work, and stayed that way for 2 minutes,…
We can suffer from anxiety/depression/etc., but we do not have to let it control our lives, year, month, week, day, hour, or second. We can choose to move on. We can choose to get up and do something. We can choose to put our anxieties toward productive activities.