If the voices in my head have been there since the day that I was born, that means that I will never get rid of them. To cry out at the age of four, that I wanted to go home, but not with my human parents, then where did I really come from? Heaven sent... Continue Reading →
Don't EVER allow someone to bully you so much that you lose control of yourself. Especially if it's family members! The friends and family members that pushed me too far for the last time are no longer a part of my life. It is one thing to punch a door than to punch a person... Continue Reading →
Elyria's Guardians is finally set up. There's only one section that I have not addressed, but everyone can read what I have already up. It took a few hours to do, but I am happy with what is there. I'm hoping to return to this book series and complete the first draft. I'll be in... Continue Reading →
After seven months of struggling to find a job, having doctor appointments back to back, I finally landed a job!! I'll be working with the elderly who have dementia, but it is worth it because they need loving people caring for them in their last days. The pay is decent enough for me to be... Continue Reading →
Some of the new blog sites were giving me problems, so the Adoni's Paradigm was one of them. I brought back the Guardian's of Elyria, but switched the words around. You can now find it at Elyrian's Guardian's, cause I'm an idiot and forgot to take off the N. But that's okay. No one is... Continue Reading →
Sam Winchester: The younger brother who still has faith in humanity, never doubted that there is a God, believes in Angels, wants to do what’s right to the point of sacrificing himself over and over again and did I mention that he married fake Ruby?! Dean Winchester: The older brother who is so headstrong, he... Continue Reading →
This is just a fore warning that things are going to be shifting, once again. Not saying exactly what, but later on today it should be happening. I need a fucking vacation. Away from my state. Preferably in Ireland & Scotland.
I feel like crying. I feel like breaking my laptop. I feel like deleting everything I've ever written. Burning the printed pages. How am I to stay confident when no one seems to care? I write, get mental blocks, but find different things to write about until I can get back to the story... and... Continue Reading →