That One Time I Remembered I’m a Writer

by Molly Jo Realy @MollyJoRealy

Funerals and planes.

Yeaaahhhhh. We’re back to this again. But hold on! It’s a good thing. Honest! You know how sometimes the planets align or the flaming arrow flies through the rings or [okay, insert your own #itsasign metaphor here]? Well, that’s been happening.

First, it was about what was inside of me bubbling up, or as Caleb (affectionately known as John-Boy) and I like to toast with our sparkling ciders, “Effervesce, baby!”

But this week, it’s been about the arrows pointing at me. Not like painful arrows, although yeah. There’s been a few of … read the rest. . .

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Self / Public / ation

by Molly Jo Realy @MollyJoRealy

That’s not a typo… this blog title really is Self slash Public slash ation. Well, the first two parts stand alone. The last? I guess you call that an emphasis, the uniter.

Part One: Self.

I’m stubborn. I love my stability and my structured schedule. I’m set in my ways. I’m okay with change, even if it hasn’t been anticipated… as long as it’s not drastic. I’m old-fashioned, and set in my ways. Yeah, I’m a real catch for a go-with-the-flow kinda crowd. (*please tell me you get the sarcasm, here).

I look for stories … read the rest. . .

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