Poem about Depression/Anxiety

time to go to the doctorI wrote the above poem at work last night. I’ve been having a lot of issues with anxiety and depression lately (lived with it for years) and I’ve mostly been keeping it to myself. I’m okay… but I have moments where everything just really sucks. I felt the need to share in the hopes that not only would it make me feel better but it might let someone else know that they aren’t the only ones who feel that way.


Chapter 1 of Magic to Spare Is Up

Good morning everyone! I’m just dropping by to post the link to my newest blog post over at Caffeine Diem. Today’s post is chapter one (the prologue I posted last week is linked at the top Ch 1) of the novella I’m writing specifically for Caffeine Diem, Magic to Spare. Hop on over and have a look… and if you have some creative work you’d like us to feature just email us at caffeinediem@gmail.com, we’d love to share something from someone new!

Triscut Slacks off Again! (Staring a random snippet from a new short story.)

Holy crow! So, it’s been a while… like, 2 1/2 months. I’m sorry, holidays, my job, and carpal tunnel release surgery (on my right wrist this time) have caused much distraction (and the inability to write/type in the case of the surgery). During that time I managed to write a short story and start another novel.

And that’s what this post is about… me starting new projects without finishing the old ones. I can’t count the amount of word files I have with beginnings of stories or random dialogue for an idea that I lost interest in. I have a problem finishing things (and a head FULL of ideas). I plan to finish my vampire novel and the rest of the trilogy but I got assaulted by a short story… no big deal, jotted it out quickly and moved on… then this dragon thing conked me over the head. I wanted to ignore it and try to go back to my vampires but I was afraid that I’d lose something amazing if I didn’t get some of it down. Sooooooo, I wrote a chapter and a half on it and I’ve been stuck thinking about the details since.

For me, that seems to be the nature of the beast. I have lots and lots of ideas sloshing around in my head… distracting and interrupting… most of which refuse to cooperate with being completed. What does this mean for you, my (seriously, like only 3) readers? At the moment it means that you get a snippet from the short story I wrote (one of you has already read it in its entirety…). Remember, as with all of the snippets I post here, it’s still in its roughest form, probably full of typos and such. Also, a word of caution before you read, it’s paranormal erotica… so expect graphic content. Unfortunately I didn’t post any of the truly good bits. Something, something “Shiver with antici……………….”

A soft splash jerked her attention back to the man in the water. His nude form was fully revealed and he had taken a step toward her. Light shimmered off his pale skin and dark hair giving him a green shine and his large eyes were like a mirror. Bianca’s gaze drifted down his body, seemingly of its own accord, taking in his well defined chest and abdomen. He took another step and something bounced into her line of sight. Something she knew as obscene but felt compelled stare at. His member (though she had never seen a human member she was certain that’s what it was) jutted out from his groin, thick and proud… and large. Bianca gasped and tried to scuttle away from the water but her hand and feet couldn’t find purchase on the slick fabric beneath her.

The man bent over and crawled onto shore, his movements smooth and muscles rippling. His gaze captured hers and she froze again, fear fading behind a strange heat at her core. He slid slowly up her body, cool, slick flesh gliding smoothly against her own but catching the material of her chemise, dragging it upward as he went. By the time he was eye to eye with her the flimsy shift had risen all the way up over her hips, leaving her sex bared beneath him. A confused moan bubbled up out of her as he pressed his groin against her, his legs easing hers open. He pressed himself harder against her, not entering but sliding just out of bounds, and she felt his left hand slide up her ribcage. She gasped and her hips rose involuntarily against him. His mouth found hers in the same moment his hand found her breast and his thumb grazed the peak of her nipple. She writhed beneath him, lost in the intoxicating sensations his body was forcing on her. He deepened the kiss and soon she was on fire, his hand at her breast and his sex against her stoking the flames.

“…….. pation.”

Now that Nano is Over

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So, I had my carpal tunnel release surgery on November 10th… and was unable to finish Nanowrimo. I had to wear a brace on my left arm for 2 weeks and trying to type in it was so awkward (not to mention painful) and I lost the flow of my story. It’s pretty disappointing, I was all revved up and ready to win and get my novel finished. At the moment I’m trying to not see this as a failure… and struggling not to wallow. I keep reminding myself that I’ve never gotten this far before (I haven’t got much of the actual novel written but I have a ton of framework and the storyline plotted.) and that I can (will) still finish it… but it’s just do damned depressing to not win and I’m having a hard time getting myself to focus and try to write again. Even talking myself into writing a short blog post was a fight. I need something to get me excited about writing again, I get fresh ideas daily but I’m just don’t seem interested in writing them down.

Does anyone have any ideas that could help? Something to “light a fire under my ass” as it were? I don’t want to feel obligated to finish, I want to be excited about it. I want that spark back so the task of finishing this novel doesn’t seem so arduous.

Nanowrimo 2014 2nd Weekend

Gawd. Seriously, that’s about all I can say about it right now. Working 40 hours a week and trying to pound the words out… not an easy task. At this point I’m approximately 12000 words behind. I’ve got the weekend to try and catch up (and a friend who intends to crack the whip at my ass… you should take a look at her blog: http://authoramandamccormick.wordpress.com/  )… so we’ll see. My wrists have given me some trouble and I expected that (I miss my anti-inflammatory meds this week.) but it’s my brain that I’m fighting the hardest with. I’m honestly not certain that I have the drive required to do this. Imma keep on keeping on though.

Monday and Tuesday will probably be “no word” days since I’m having surgery on my left wrist Monday afternoon. I hope to get ahead this weekend (goooood luck with that mess) so that I don’t feel so failtastic next week.

You can track my progress on my NaNo page and if you’re feeling generous you can donate to the cause on my official donation page both of which I’ve linked down below because my blog isn’t cooperating with inserting links for some reason (stupid thing).

If you have some tips and tricks to keep me in the game… or any other words of wisdom… feel free to comment and I’ll get back with you lovely peeps soon. For now, I’m going to glare at Scrivener and Word in the hopes that writing happens.

My NaNo profile: http://nanowrimo.org/participants/triscut

My donation page: https://www.classy.org/fundraise?fcid=369106

Edit: I just edited this once because wordpress wouldn’t let me use the “insert link” function properly… I’m editing again because the links I posted aren’t clickable… so… copy/paste I guess. If anyone has any advice on how to make wordpress cooperate and link like it should, please feel free to harass me in the comments about it.