I have received tons of questions about this, and the answer I always give is simple: because in my Diary, I write what I feel, what I think, and try to be as unguarded and true to myself as I can. I don’t write things to get views, followers, readers, or praise – I write the real, uncensored things that are floating around in my head. I don’t use this as a political soapbox, a religious pulpit, or a means to push any kind of agenda. I couldn’t give a fuck less about being politically correct because I am not politically correct. I don’t care if I hurt your feelings or offend you. These entries are not about you. They are about me. If you don’t like what you read…don’t read it.
Because these are my most private, intimate, truest thoughts, with no filter, and for no other reason than to get them off my chest and unburden myself. Cause I got lots of feels. And I needs to put them somewhere.
Now how many blogs do you read that follow all that criteria? Personally? None.
And I’ve looked.
That is why I call this a Diary, and not a blog.
Now that that’s out of the way.
I had a stressful day at work, but nothing that wasn’t manageable. It helps that I genuinely like my coworkers, and I care about them as friends instead of just associates. It makes things bearable when shit gets chaotic. Which it’s bound to do. Life, and all.
Tomorrow I plan on writing my little ass off, finishing up my next novel and throwing it in everyone’s faces that my latest novel, Paying His Debts, is now a paperback! At the end of the month, the audiobook is going to be narrated by one of my absolute favorite narrators, Sierra Kline, so I’m super excited about that.
All in all, life is good! I just need to keep reminding myself that when things get rough.
Life is good.
It could be way worse.
“Tough times never last, but tough people do.”
– Robert H. Schuller