I’m Not One for Making Posts Like This...

This one isn’t long… but it IS embarrassing

This one isn’t long… but it IS embarrassing.

At least to me.

It’s the type of thing I’d share here- with Word Nerds I mostly know- and have kept in an album on my phone, and written up in Notes, for (no exaggeration) almost two years… because I couldn’t bring myself to share it “publicly”.

Read this first, then scroll to the bottom if you want to see the short slice of reality.

Please don’t judge too harshly…..

THANK YOU to those helping this independent memoirist continue to work by upgrading to paid (which also helps my goal of gifting this every-weekday-writing-world to anyone who asks for a reading scholarship, no questions asked)

Thank you Word Nerds!

I’m not one for making posts like this.

This was during a hideaway-vaca with my girls almost two years ago, when I had to sit down because I was in so much pain from walking around all day in Boston.

I felt too self conscious to post it even though I thought the writing and concept was relevant to (theoretically) more than just me.