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20 things i learned at 20

A week and a half left of being twenty years old. I don't know why, but around this time every August I feel very nostalgic but also extremely blessed and excited. It's one more year I've obtained, one more year under my belt that I can look back one, learn from, grow from. And then I get extremely excited because another year is coming.
That means another chapter.
A fresh beginning.
New adventures.

So much happened at 20...but then each year for me tends to be a growing process for me.

20 things...

silencing the voices in your head |before they silence you|

You're so stupid. 
I hate you. 
Can you do nothing right?

Water dripped off my face as I raised my eyes to the girl looking back at me in the mirror. She didn't deserve to feel success or joy. I hated her but we were attached for life.

It became a habit to hate on myself from an early age. I would angrily fling out words of discouragement and rage when I failed or messed-up or tripped-up.
And I never realized how, while I never self-harmed physically, the words I slung at myself were sel...

Interview with Author Kiri Liz |Juggling life, writing, and fairy tales|

Hola readers!
The beautiful Kiri Liz is releasing her upcoming novel Spindle Dreams and I was super excited to get down and talk with her about writing.


It's been quite awhile since her last release and I've eagerly awaited seeing more from her. Now that Spindle Dreams is coming up, the wait is over!



When did your love of re-creating fairy tales come about? 
-- Oh, goodness, when? I'd been daydreaming about writing fantasy bestsellers for years before I even thought to look at fairytales. It...

meeting kara |my friend of ten years|

Hola readers!

I'm sitting here a little bit still in a state of shock. I think I need these photos to prove it actually did happen.
Yesterday at 2:20 PM (approximate) I met my friend and penpal of ten+ years. Kara and her husband met me at my job after work. When she texted me that she was outside in the parking lot I practically ran to clock out. When I saw her through the window I screamed (inwardly) as I walked (as coolly as humanly possible) for the door saying under my breath, "oh my word,...

Spindle Dreams by Kiri Liz | C O V E R R E A V E A L |

Hola readers!

I was supposed to do this post

yesterday.

I'm by no means a normally late person. I show up thirty minutes early to meetings and appointments, write scheduled posts, and throw deadlines out of the way ASAP.
But work got ahead of this exciting post here because Kiri Liz is releasing her second book Spindle Dreams AND revealing the cover!
I remember revealing the cover for The Broken Prince (my book baby) and the excitement and it's so much fun to get to share in an author's journey......

Journal Pieces |July Recap|

July 2nd//
I'm so sick of my jealousy, of my insane insecurity that robs me of life and the potential I have. I have to learn to drop it and let it go. It has controlled me for far too long.

July 3rd//
Writer's block eats at my brain, clouding creative thought. I sit staring at a blank page, trying to process.
I can't.
I have serious writers block and I am positive that there is no cure.

July 14th//
We had church at our house today.
It felt a little surreal, a flashback to twelve or so years ago when...

why i'm choosing to still live at home as an adult

Hola readers!
There's fog outside my window. I have a cup of coffee beside me that's half empty. Joshua Luke Smith plays on my Spotify and I'm wearing my normal day-off-work clothes of t-shirt and basketball shorts and no makeup.
And I'm thinking about how I'm twenty (nearly twenty one) and still live at home as everyone tends to point out.
I had a conversation with someone recently who told me she could never live at home because her and her mom disagree so much. I understand how she feels abou...

My Blog Isn't Going to Be The Same

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I have blogged for 7+ years and my blog has become my refuge for my rants and cries. It is the place for when depression has ahold of me and I can rant and rave and be me.
It didn't start out that way.
I began blogging for fun, because my friends did it, but in the end it became so much more than blogging to me. Beautifully Broken became my refuge and so many of you were so encouraging in some of my darkest days. BUT
I realize how powerful our words are. We can choose to let things...

echoing the screams of the broken

<<<I've been listening to a lot of rock music lately. Spotify has been recommending me some good, solid music from some random artists and I really love it. I can understand sometimes the anguish that comes from the screams of those songs. I can understand the cries for justice, for hope in the pain, for some kind of healing in the mess. Rock music can be gut wrenching real when it comes to anger and pain.
I can understand those screams.
It mirrors my own anger and sadness and sometime...

how intentionally living unoffeded these last two weeks have changed me

Hola readers!

Recently I have become consumed by people's thoughts about me, by their actions towards me, and whether or not I acheive their standards.
I so easily become angry when people's actions are wrong or completely uncalled for. I am upset when a car swerves out in front of me and then proceeds to go slower than I was going in the first place. I am so easily irritated when a person treats me with disrespect, when people are unfair, when life does not match up.
Bascially if you want an ex...