• Personal
  • Madame President

    When I was a little girl, I wanted to be a lot of different things: a doctor, a lawyer, a ballerina, a singer, and on my days off, a worker at McDonald’s. Clearly I also harbored a secret desire to be a Time Lord, since I imagined I could do all of these things at once. Throughout […]

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  • I believe we haven’t met…

    Last night, I had a Facebook exchange that unfortunately turned out like so many such conversations do when “discussing” current events. In light of that thread, I decided it’s probably time to reintroduce myself so everybody here knows what I’m about. I believe that Jesus Christ, wholly God and wholly man, came to Earth to […]

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  • Shaving away my vanity

    This was going to be a video, but alas I feel viral plague coming and I have to have a voice to preach tomorrow. So… Shave day is tomorrow, so it’s time for my last childhood cancer fact and bald benefit. Fact: Late effects, or physical and emotional problems related to cancers and their treatment, […]

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  • Forgotten poems

    Yesterday I found some poems while I was looking through my old blog for a post that I swear I imported from a blog that’s older still. I forgot I had written these poems, and others, but I’m not surprised – poems are my thing. They’re fairly unhappy, but I think I’ve always written my best poetry about dark emotions. […]

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  • Whisper, for now [#Blogtober14 Day 10]

    Called “Whisper”, but not really. I don’t know what I’ll call it yet. I’m taking suggestions. Obviously, my #Blogtober14 contribution for today – this is what I was feeling, not so much the prompt. I just have this idea that a whisper can be so much louder than a shout, that the quiet and measured can hit harder […]

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  • Letter to myself [#Blogtober14 Day 8]

    I’m actually really looking forward to today’s #Blogtober14 prompt: Write a letter to yourself in 10 years. Call me weird, but I have written letters to myself before and despite losing them before their intended open dates I relish the practice (that compulsory “letter to yourself at the end of high school” exercise notwithstanding). I wrote myself a letter to […]