Have you ever felt like you didn't belong? Even in, or especially in, your own family? Would you consider yourself the oddball? I know I do. Compared to my other four siblings, I'm the artist. I'm usually off in my own little world, seeking adventure, "dreamy far off look, nose stuck in a book," ink or paint staining my fingers, mussy long curly hair, big glasses---you get the idea. Then there's the eldest brother. He's probably the only one who could challenge me for my self-imposed ...
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Know Thyself: or How I Realised I’m Not a YA Fiction Writer & Can Write in More Than One Genre
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Where’s Lynn?
Hello, all! It's been a while; more than a while. I should probably take this moment to at least give you a bit of an update. Hubs and I just celebrated two years of marriage last month. (Two years! Can you believe it?!) I've inevitably switched to drinking tea instead of coffee on the regular like the anglophile that I am. Currently, I'm unemployed, and you know how the hubs developed epilepsy in 2020? Well, last year, we found out my sister is narcoleptic. Crazy, right? Thus, what ...
An Erev Shabbat Story
It’s Erev Shabbat, and I’ve just said goodbye to my husband who left for work, leaving me to watch the Dawn as I drink my tonic of coffee. Soon I’ll be going to the DMV for some much needed name changing...stuff, cleaning our home, get my hands covered in dough kneading challah, cooking dinner, preparing myself — all in anticipation of greeting the Sabbath. Except now as I sit in the stillness, I need to find silence. I need to quiet my soul. It is the month of Elul, a time of ...
Fighting Cravings
I’m sorry for my quiet, my absence, my lack of musings. Life has been unbearably difficult, and I’m constantly battling giving into the inevitable burn-out I dread is coming. Do you ever feel like you’ve given so much already, all that’s left is an automaton version of yourself operating on autopilot? Like you’ve suddenly reached your ultimate capacity of capabilities, your conscious turns off and your unconscious takes control? Do you become terrified when this happens? When you’ve ...
