I'm alive and figuring out my life!
Well, hello!
If you’re reading this, I am grateful you’re still here.
I’ve clearly underestimated how exhausting being a parent is. My beautiful daughter is nearly three years old now, but she still requires inordinate amounts of my time. She’s a nut—I’ve called her this before, to which she sasses back, “I’m a cute nut!”
This January, she started school. We’ve had some problems with our nanny, so our plan to keep her at home till she was older fell apart, but she’s enjoying her time with her teachers and newfound friends immensely. That said, schools and daycares are cesspools, and I suspect she (and, by extension, we) will be sick on-and-off for the next few years.
We don’t have a village nearby, so it’s just me and my spouse. It’s just something we have to deal with—not a big deal, but it’ll be strenuous on our physical and mental health, and careers.
All that said, I have not forgotten about you all or my writing projects. In fact, I think about them and you all a lot. I just have no time to execute in a way that is effective or meaningful.
I haven’t been completely unproductive. I finished Taming a Dragon (though I may go back and write an alternate ending at some point for Morty). I have most of the next chapter of Chasing Autumn finished, and a significant chunk of Armistice’s next chapter started. This minuscule amount of progress isn’t something I’m proud of, per se, but it’s the thought that counts, right? Baby steps?
Look, I’m not here to get your hopes up that I’m going to be updating at a pace even remotely close to what I was doing pre-child. I don’t actually know what my life is going to be like, even a year from now. I am prioritizing my little one right now, as I should, because this is time I will never get back.
What I will say is this: My theme for the remainder of 2025 is independence.
I’m looking for ways to find opportunities for self-care.
Writing has always been a haven for me, so I desperately want to come back to it. I just have to make it work.
My plan back from 2023 hasn’t really changed in terms of what my writing goals are. I just wanted to let you all know that I’m alive and doing well. I’m learning so much from motherhood—some days, I just feel like I’m fighting for my personal identity as a human being, aside from being a parent.
It’s a journey I am happy to be on—my daughter is everything to me (even though the other day, she said, “Daddy is good at parking. Mommy is good at not parking.” Like, OKAY, TINY HUMAN). She’s my little moon and stars, and it’s been such a pleasure watching her grow every day. She is learning independence, and we’re working on ways for me to pull away and do things that I enjoy during “Mommy time.”
On other news, you won’t see me on Facebook anymore. Not only is it completely inaccessible to me because it insists on me showing them a legal documentation with the name “Yahtzee Penguiduck Dii” on it to prove my identity, but I refuse to use Facebook going forward for other reasons. Updates will be posted here on tumblr until further notice.
All this to say, I appreciate your patience and your willingness to let me figure out this part of my life.
Here’s the hoping things will stabilize in my life, so I can devote some time to my projects! Thank you for being here for me!
In the meantime, feel free to message me here or find me on Discord: yahtzeedii









