I’m Trying to Write Anyway

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I’m taking Janelle Hanchett’s Write Anyway class, and because of who I am as a person, I am already slacking off and haven’t finished writing the piece that was due for feedback on Thursday. It’s Sunday now, and although I have started and stopped four different essays, I still am not sure which one is the right story to tell. … Read More

Lofty Goals

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This new blog is for the pounding in my heart when I come to a new blank page. Specifically this blank page, where I come say: “Hey.” Even though I would usually rather not talk to people, I would pretty much always rather be sitting at home by myself reading or watching TV, but the thing is I have all … Read More

Pensive

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Lately I’ve been freaking out about not writing. More broadly, I’ve been freaking out about how I feel that I am adrift, directionless. I don’t see a path for my future from where I’m at now, and I am honestly not sure how I am going to get there, or anywhere, when I am stuck in this funk of feeling … Read More

Thanksgiving 2015

CheneyDaily Photo, On Writing, Opinions on Things2 Comments

Our family had to celebrate Thanksgiving today because on actual Thanksgiving my dad has to go to work. All day. On Thanksgiving. The particular retail establishment where he is a general manager is opening at 8am on Thanksgiving morning and staying open ALL NIGHT THROUGH THE NIGHT into Black Friday, and then finally closing at 11pm, which is two hours … Read More

Mad Skillz, Yo

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   Of course when Elise had a friend over last night they completely trashed her bedroom, so I told her that if she wanted to watch any TV after homework and dinner tonight, she would have to clean her room first.  Well, she did, and she did it very well.  This little girl is slowly but surely growing into a … Read More

Who does she think she is?

CheneyFiction, On Writing, Writing Challenges11 Comments

Who does she think she is? I ask myself this over and over as I’m sitting at my vanity, applying thick coats of concealer and constructing my mask. Yesterday I cut my hair short – boy short. Today I do the hard work of hiding myself, turning my pretty girl face into just another anonymous guy. Who does she think … Read More