Write or Die
We’re still staying home in Washington. Where are you? What’s happening? I have not written in five days and I’m about to detonate.
Showed you some easy to parent plants in my stories. My friends call my house Jumanji but I’m not sorry. I once worked with the nastiest, meanest, cut throat, line cook who had the most beautiful rose garden. One of the servers got mad at her one day and said “how can something as hateful as you grow things so beautiful...?” She said “I don’t know. Ask your kids...” Savage. Anyway, villains have green thumbs so save your excuses. Don’t ignore them. Don’t smother them. Same as your kids.
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My best advice to women in their twenties is to have a WON’T list. Mine was developed through my twenties, though I could have benefited from hearing it sooner. Teach your daughters about a won’t list; it adds spikes to their spine. I won’t say yes if I don’t feel like saying yes I won’t let society tell me that the way I do things is wrong I won’t shut up if I see injustice I won’t have sex with a man unless I feel loved by him I won’t let you say whatever you want to me. I’ll correct you I won’t swallow my pain. If you hurt me you’re going to hear it. I won’t make excuses I won’t let you use me I won’t hide my flaws I won’t let anyone make me feel ashamed of my flaws. I won’t ever think I know everything
Since I like to post all the pretty curated photos I thought it was only fair to post this one. Tarryn right after turning in The Wrong Family. As you can see I attempted to get dressed that morning and didn’t manage to take my pajamas off all the way. I am so tired...and excited to start writing my next book. But let me nap...
I’ll be back next week for TWT. In the meantime check on your friends and even that weird girl from high school. You are. And you can. And you will—because trials build strength. So be like Scarlet today and lift a bitch up ♥️
My mama spent two days in the hospital—non Covid-19 related. I couldn’t go be with her and that was the worst feeling in the world. She’s recovering at home now. But I’m just sitting here thinking about how many of you are missing your families and can’t be with them. And how many of you have moms who work in the medical field and you’re worried sick. I have ten e copies of The Wives to give away to people who cry in the shower. Holla at me if you need distraction.
