Nostalgia can be good. But it can also be bad. Like cheap hot cocoa mix with the tiny dehydrated marshmallows: I want it for the nostalgia, but invariably the marshmallows either have the crunch of chalk or dissolve into air like the illusions they are. My husband and I had this conversation tonight and it […]
Tag: the cake is a lie
Burning Out
I can feel it coming. Burnout tends to follow theatre shows, anyway, and the current one has the longest commute of any to date. So of course this hits when we’re barely halfway through. At least it’s good to know what my limits are. Unless I’m extremely passionate about a show, I likely won’t do […]
Distractions
This week’s distractions: Signing up for a master class in acting, put on by a local professional theater company. Working on my Halloween costume, which requires sewing lessons with my grandmother. The program (tentative) for the World Fantasy Convention next month. This year’s focus is on epic fantasy, which is much more my flavor than […]
Dear A$$hat
*Note about this post: I am experimenting. Because people are stupid and my patience is finite. Dear Asshat who told me (again) that if I ever get divorced, he’ll take me (he’s married too [which somehow makes this ok?], but “that’s what lawyers are for”): No. Hell, no. With such a classy display of disrespect for […]
Badass
In further proof that I’m insane, I’ve officially signed up to do something that terrifies me. Yesterday, IÂ volunteered to run a scriptwriting workshop for a bunch of teenagers. After spending the greater part of the day battling an emotional breakdown. (Completely unrelated, fyi.) My day: sleep in make awesome breakfast proceed to breakdown haul in […]
The Book List, 2014
The last few years, I’ve kept a list of the books I’ve read. It’s fun to revisit them at the end of the year. But it 2014, I also kept a record of days when I didn’t write. The grand total of 2014’s non-writing days? 12. The awesome of that somewhat balances the fact that I […]
My Year Of Being Blonde
It’s been a bit more than a year since I chopped off all my hair and bleached the token length left. I don’t know if I’ll go quite that short again, but the blonde has been fun. Some people who think they’re so clever and witty when they ask if it’s true that blonds have more […]
What’s New With Me
I’m writing again. Not much – a little every day – but it counts. I like the story spinning out of it, so far, and I like that the only expectation I am holding myself to is that I finish it. Eventually. I’m reading again! It’s been so long and I’ve missed it so much. […]
Waiting for the Plague
Con + show = waiting for the plague to hit. Con-plague. If you’ve been to a con, you probably have an understanding of what I mean. High energy, no sleep, unhealthy/not enough/strange food, and so many bodies crowded and crammed together. Cons are a petri dish of ick. (But I love them too much to […]
Still Alive
. . . Great. Now I have that song from Portal stuck in my head. I just typed and scheduled two posts for Anxiety and desperately need to squeeze in some writing time before sleep takes over, but if I don’t post here, it could be another three weeks before I resurface. Performances start in less […]
Melissa Burkart 