Tomorrow I will enter into my third and final (thank goodness) trimester of pregnancy. I love my kids, but being pregnant with them is not my favorite period of time. I sincerely kind of envy the women who enjoy it. I am celebrating reaching the home stretch, though. With putting my feet up as much as possible! (As you can imagine.)
It’s Not Failing Until You’ve Given Up
My blog is not doing well. It has only been a month and a half, but I feel like I can already tell you the outcome. It’s going to continue in a downward trend, and eventually I’m going to be forced to give up or continue to struggle with the depression I get when something I try doesn’t work because this is really what I would rather be doing. Writing.
Fiction Friday — Overseer
The second installment of an ongoing series. If you have not read the previous one, you can find it here. “Come. We must hurry,” Said the being, reaching for Tara’s hand through the now open window. The feeling returned to Tara’s extremities as she got over her initial shock. The being didn’t seem threatening at […]