Is There Life After No Life?

In a violation of some rule that exists, but has never been seen, I find myself in the wrong place on my life’s journey. Good. Too, I’ll warn you now Continue Reading →

This INFJ’s Character Empathy

I don’t know if it’s because I’m an INFJ, or perhaps I’m just empathetic, or both, or I become too wrapped up in my stories, but my emotional connection to Continue Reading →

Is Riparia Dellbane an INFJ?

Is Riparia Dellbane an INFJ? For a long while that question has flittered about in my brain, but I’ve never taken the time to examine it—until now. Before I do, Continue Reading →

Running Headlong into Myself

So, I find myself in a strange place in my life where I walk around and think to myself, Gee, this place is strange. I’m serious. Okay, not completely serious, Continue Reading →

Sometimes She Died

Sometimes she needed to escape the lies. Sometimes she held herself and cried. Sometimes she died. Sometimes her hope frayed against the “why’s.” Sometimes her visions of diversity whispered goodbye. Continue Reading →

Signposts

Looking back, that’s where she came undone, wondering why others walked a road with signposts when her road had none. “Hello? Is no one going my way?” So many roads Continue Reading →

Stream of Consciousness Interview

Recently, I was contacted by myself and asked if I was interested in being interviewed, and after some messaging back and forth, a time was set when we’d be together. Continue Reading →

Introverted Writer, Introverted Protagonist

There are many labels I could apply to myself. Some I’ve sought, others I’ve accepted, and still others were imposed. None describe my life on a minute-to-minute basis like introvert Continue Reading →