So True.

Are you an accident prone writer? I know I am. 📝

mood: i want to read a story exactly like one of my favorite stories i’ve read a thousand times but not THAT story because i’ve read it a thousand times and i want to read a new one but it should be exactly like this one.

AspieCon is part Aspergers Convention, part resource fair. There a several panels, activities, CosPlay, D&D and more!

Opal Var. “Boulder Opal” in Ironstone | #Geology #GeologyPage #Opal #Mineral

Locality: Quilpie, Queensland, Australia, Oceania

Dimensions: 9.4 × 8.8 × 3.6 cm

Photo Copyright © Crystal Classics

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it takes me 3-7 business days to process my feelings

Run with the Stars

I’m a writer, a published author. This reality humbles me. But lately I feel like I’m running a million miles an hour and making as much progress as someone trying to cross a finish line on a treadmill.

Getting this third manuscript pulled together has taken much longer than I ever anticipated. And that’s just to get it ready for submission (for consideration). Most of the reasons for this slow down are varied and valid. Shifting gears from creative nonfiction to fiction is an adjustment; one I underestimated. Life also happens and sometimes won’t take a backseat to anything. But there are other aspects I can control, instead of letting them run the schedule.

One thing my Aspergirl pointed out to me in the middle of all this was how this MS read more like naked retelling of events rather than allowing the reader a true glimpse into a new world. Her advice woke me up. It made me realize as much as I love writing, I had become stale. It explained why the last handful of articles I wrote feels flat. I’m grateful for her and her insight. I know what I needed to fix this; I needed to reacquaint myself with nature.

Can you relate?

Sometimes writing means we spend too much time ignoring our senses. We become dull and lack sheen. Our minds become hungry for stimulation a keyboard and laptop screen will never be able to provide. We need to step away and step outside, or at least peer out the window. We need to feel the breeze tousle our hair, to watch the leaves swirl about when a storm is heading our way. To sense the electricity in the air before the sky opens and drenches the dry grass. To hear the rapping of the rains against our windows, hoping we remembered to close everything up tight. To feel ourselves tense up when thunder makes our home feel like it will expand and contract with each burst.

In other words, our bodies as well as our minds need to know we are, indeed, alive. This life will be reflected in our writing, as well as any deadness that lingers inside.

~Julie

Exactly how I felt yesterday. *sigh*

Cerro de los Siete Colores “The Hill of Seven Colors” | #Geology #GeologyPage #Argentina

Cerro de los Siete Colores (The Hill of Seven Colors) is one of the hills bordering the Quebrada de Purmamarca which is in turn is a western branch of the Quebrada de Humahuaca up to Cuesta del Lipán, in Jujuy Province, Argentina.

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🙌🙌🙌 Preach! 🙌🙌🙌

“Me Too”

It’s important to remember that when an Autistic person gives a “me too” response or story it’s not to steal your thunder or make light of your situation, but instead to show solidarity with you, and show that we understand what you are going through. So when you tell us what you are going through, and we respond with our own story of when it happened to us, please keep that in mind.