
novelistbynite ⋅ 45 ⋅
Mother of three daughters, plus a stillborn daughter. Novelist. On novel #19. Married. For now. Pansexual. Raising a lesbian, woot. University student (English and social work.) Class of 2021. Mother of an autistic daughter.
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I really hate being home. in The Tightrope Dance (August 2019)
Yeah, that’s something I didn’t ever think I’d be saying. But seeing as I’m trapped here (again, always) I keep coming flat up against this fact. I hate being home. I hate home. No, I don’t ...
a room of one's own...and money in The Tightrope Dance (August 2019)
Virginia Woolf says that in order to write fiction, a woman needs a room of her own and money. I don’t think she’s wrong. In fact, I don’t think she’s ever been more right, although I haven’t r...
Revival - Stephen King in Reading Journal
It’s one of his better ones, so we can start there. Yeah, it had disappointing bits, but they weren’t as apparent as some of his other works, where I kind of forgot to get scared. The trouble w...
choose your own misadventure in The Tightrope Dance (August 2019)
I’m having problems with choice today. It’s a thing that comes and goes. If I let it, it will sit in my head and turn everything into jelly. I don’t want that. I like to know what I want. Pro...
a day in a playlist. a playlist in a day? in The Tightrope Dance (August 2019)
I feel musical today. I am still actively suicidal - sorry, don’t go too much farther if that’s bad for you - but I am also moving into a more energetic phase, which means I’m technically in big...
something has got to give in The Tightrope Dance (August 2019)
things that need to change around here: -I need to buy knives. Kitchen ones. I think that spouse is buying me a set for my birthday, so he can get exactly whatever fucking knives he thinks he w...
13 Years Ago Today... in The Tightrope Dance (August 2019)
I was enormously pregnant 13 years ago today. The twins were born at 12:51 and 12:53 pm. I can’t remember much (great drugs, no glasses) but I know they cried until they were placed into the sa...
Anger Management in The Tightrope Dance (August 2019)
It has occurred to me that I am hugely, massively, hideously angry. I think some of it is for a damn good reason - Spouse hasn’t been doing anything I’d like or I need to happen regularly, from ...
Dreaming is still how the strong survive in The Tightrope Dance (August 2019)
So, the twins didn’t tell me they were camping out this weekend. Picture this shit. Sleeping, because Supernatural switched off around 5 am. Thunderstorms all night, so bed full of really upset...
Lost, found, freaky. in The Tightrope Dance (August 2019)
Found a lost debit card in a parking lot. Felt terrible about calling it in lost (there’s a number on the back) but what else can you do? I think I had the right person on Facebook, but they di...
Motor-vation in The Tightrope Dance (August 2019)
I am stuck in a dilemma right now - don’t freak, it’s small - do I want to: -clean the bathroom (without help) -start dinner (without help) -wash my hair (obviously without help) -head out to Wal...
Some days you just can't win. in The Tightrope Dance (August 2019)
I tried to have a good day. Woke late, but I am falling asleep late because Dick Face is watching Supernatural until early. I think it is a PTSD thing where I can’t stand to hear the tv scream...
Unday Unfunday in The Tightrope Dance (August 2019)
Yesterday was Sunday. Didn’t write. Took the damnily out for brunch and then we went grocery shopping. I wanted to do something fun, but Spouse was wilting in the heat and being bitchy, and th...
The Fireman - Joe Hill in Reading Journal
This is a book too much like one of his dad’s. Primarily, it is too much like the Stand, with maybe a bit of Cell, and some of the Running Man. It didn’t feel like a Joe Hill book at all. From...
Review of "Dark Persuasion" in The Tightrope Dance (August 2019)
Not a Christine Feehan shitfest book, though - know it sounds like it, but it was actually a beer. Promised to taste like German chocolate cake, and it kind of had a coffee finish, but it tasted...
Farewell, July. I'd miss you...if I could. in The Tightrope Dance (August 2019)
Poverty is the thief of time. I could have had a lovely July, an experience to treasure with the kids, but hey, I’m broke. That isn’t to say that July didn’t have its happy moments, like putti...
Today had word count in The Dark Craptastic (July 2019)
That’s the benchmark for success, lately. Did You Write Today. And I did. Sure, it’s stupid fluffiness, but fuck you, I guess, if you’re going to use that as a point. I’m FEMALE. I LIKE fluf...
Meh in The Dark Craptastic (July 2019)
Tonight’s fun: waited til it cooled down before asking Spouse (who barely moves) to use the vacuum in a tiny corner of the office, so I could pull my mattress up into that area and away from the...
Candles s1 in Chopping Block
Life is made of the moments that make you stand for something. Or something, Mollie Sheridan decided, looking down at the latest depressing ad campaign for what was possibly the most underapprec...
The wrath of the feminine in The Dark Craptastic (July 2019)
Have you ever noticed that when women get mad, they Do Things? In my case, I had a sobby breakdown, ripped through Wal-Mart, (bought some Lysol wipes and some melatonin) and took on the kitchen....
There's Someone in Your House in Reading Journal
This was a YA thriller I read in a night, because insomnia makes you do stupid shit. Okay. So, there’s a (typically gorgeous, this one’s Hawaiian) girl who did a stupid and had to leave Paradi...
Whatever in The Dark Craptastic (July 2019)
I’m journaling for sanity at the moment. I can’t complain out loud. Well, I could, but no one is listening, except to tell me that everyone else “has it worse” and that I should be grateful. H...
My losing streak has won in The Dark Craptastic (July 2019)
Well, not as bad today as yesterday. But yesterday was catastrophe-level, and you cannot live there. You have to leave. It’s like living in a house that randomly catches fire. You have to kee...
It seems to be a day for everyone on here. I’m sitting in my crappy chair, looking at my messy office, thinking about whether I want to clean it (I kind of do. I kind of don’t.) I’m still pisse...
Fuck a duck! in The Dark Craptastic (July 2019)
I’m both angry and overwhelmed right now. I’ve been waiting on a check, and telling myself it will all be okay until insert-date. Well, Spouse found out yesterday that the check has only just b...