Every once in awhile, I’m reminded that I don’t have things all figured out (I know, I really should know this by now). When I lost my job at the beginning of this year. When I wake up from a night out and feel my stomach plunge to the ground with regret over some ridiculously stupid thing I did and am unfortunate enough to remember. When I step on the scale just “see what the situation is” and realize I’ve gained ten pounds (all the better for Santa Con right?). When I hit Facebook and see…

The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step. And the journey of 50,000 words begins with a single blank page. Yesterday kicked off NaNoWriMo, and after I finished the homework I had forgotten was due last night, I sat down in front of a blank screen to get going. And now I realize why Hemingway said to write drunk and edit sober. When it comes to writing a 500 word blog post, my inner critic is pretty content to sit by and judge stupid people on the internet (epic fail indeed). I…