Getting Bad Again
Content Warning: Suicidal Ideation, Swearing As someone with depression, I hate admitting when it's getting bad around this time of year (or at all) because someone will inevitably bring up 'seasonal depression' and how it 'happens to everyone'. And they have no idea how fucking dumb they sound, but damn do I want to wrap a chain around their necks and throw them straight off a bridge. Depression isn't something that hits you because you're stuck indoors for six months or bec
NaNoWriMo Has Begun
It has. I haven't. In fact, writing this blog post to introduce the project is just one more way in which I will procrastinate starting it. Why? Because I already started it twice before. This year, I'm working on The Merchant's Daughter. To give the brief blurb that I use on the site: Mahari would do anything for her family. Even sell herself to save her father’s life. Vadin is desperate to clean up the mess his father left behind. Even if it means polluting his own legacy.