Sep 28, 2023
wanted y’all to know i would die for this woman!
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Hundred Words a Day
Word count:160+
When writing feels like you are physically pushing an elephant through a front door, what can you do but keep pushing? It reminds me of my daughter trying to do the dishes. She will fill the sink with warm water and then play in that for a little while before needing to be reminded to soap it up. Then she will take her time organizing the dishes off the counter and into the neighboring sink. By the time she has done that, the water has gone cold. It’s those pointless tasks that we focus our attention on that keep us from our goals. For me specifically I take so much time organizing thought, I no longer have the energy to write it down. So here I am trying to push the elephant through the front door. Washing the dishes from off the counter instead of organizing them first. In some ways it is more exhausting, but at least this way there is progress.
me patiently waiting for all of hannah’s secret projects to drop
my friend just sent me this…. i swear to fucking god
Prompt Challenge: 100 words, describing yourself as if you were a character in one of your novels.
AJ was awkward and loud when she laughed and animated when she spoke. On a good day she could function relatively well in a social environment, for all it exhausted her both emotionally and physically. On a bad day she felt like curling into a ball and crying at the smallest hint of conversation. She was rarely comfortable, owing to the years of trauma she endured with her parents, but she strove to find the best in every situation. Her hair was short and brown, longer than she’d like it due to Covid, and her eyes were a gray-blue. Her sisters teased her for her obvious teacher attire, and she tried to tie her purple All Stars in with any outfit.
AHGGEKWEDCK???
HUUUAH?
Hundred Words a Day
March 4, 2020
I am unfortunate to suffer from general anxiety disorder and depression. I know for certain that my ability to write has a lot to do with how I am feeling each day. Some days I can stare at a screen and have no motivation to start typing. I am very aware of just doing stream of consciousness writing. I mean, these HWADs are specifically designed around stream of consciousness writing but on days where I am depressed, which is more often than not, it is extremely hard for me to convince myself to get my fingers to move. Thankfully, these last few days I have been able to get some semblance of language on the page. Language I actually rather like. Regardless, I am extremely proud of myself and hope to use these days as a push in the right direction to keep me writing even on the bad days.
Word Count: 153
Hundred Words a Day
Word Count: 250
December 2, 2019
My husband has been receiving box after box in the mail full of Christmas presents. Admittedly some of them I know about and are for our daughter, however he gleefully takes the rest of the boxes into his office and pointedly shuts the door. I, on the other hand, have received no boxes. This year, other than the specific items my husband has asked for, I have little idea of what to order for him. I have sat with my eyes glued to the search bar, with nothing popping into my head. Perhaps he has so much already? This year we are more fiscally stable than any year before, I have the ability to get him whatever I want, but I just draw a blank. Getting what you put on your wishlist is great, and I have already bought a couple things, but when it comes to a thoughtful gift from the heart I am seriously lacking in thoughtfulness. There is plenty of heart though! I love my husband very much. This is a man who will buy whatever he wants when he wants it if he has the means to do so, and he often makes sure he does, so anything I get him seems to me to be lacking in interest. For someone who has lived the majority of her life in the lower working class, barely living paycheck to paycheck, this new job is the greatest give I could get. I just don’t know how to take advantage of that.