Rambling and Rambling: Confidence

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June Plans

I don't know what to do in June. May was a struggle, for various reasons, and June doesn't promise to be much easier, at least creatively. I'm tempted to drop my daily goal to one project again, since this summer is potentially going to be busy, but I can't decide.   Is slowing down , shrinking... Continue Reading →

Rough Seas

Oof. I understand this one a bit too well. Honestly, I'm a little spooked about this quote, considering how the month started.  And continued.  Honestly, this quote is just a little too appropriate to life right now.  And it needs to stop. Certain seas recently have been anything but smooth, but also not the roughest... Continue Reading →

Mush

Some days, my brain is mush. Not the kind of mush where you forget basic words, process questions at the speed of dial-up, or forget why you walked into a room. The kind of mush where you are perfectly functional.  You're not really tired, your critical thinking is on point, you may even be more... Continue Reading →

The Rule of Thirds

So there's this thing I learned in knitting. I forget who specifically told me about it first, but it's a common struggle. I think of it as the rule of thirds. Not that one, about the composition of a picture, but the one about progress and motivation. In knitting, the first third is really exciting,... Continue Reading →

Finding Sergeant Reynolds

"How long do you think it'll take?" Darius asked, perched amid the piping, with Eratosthenes cradled in his lap. Aife scowled, working at a particularly stubborn bolt on the Sergeant's engine.  "Too long," she muttered, finally working the bolt loose, "Era's parts are a dime a dozen, and there should be plenty of spares on... Continue Reading →

Compromise

Freedom and safety create a strange dichotomy. Too much of one just means you don't really have either. Compromising safety for freedom, or freedom for safety, just results in more fear. Fear of the unknown. Fear of being controlled. Fear for life. Fear of death. We think those last two are the same fear, but... Continue Reading →

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