Real Life – Writes with Wolves

“I let myself feel sad.”

I have always been very emotional. Wait. Scratch that. I have always been told that I am very emotional. Note that difference? Despite my mom pointing out that I was not the child who had the frequent temper tantrums, it was always stated that I had some big feelings. “Oh, there’s Lauren, having feelings again.”Continue reading ““I let myself feel sad.””

February 2024 in Books

You wouldn’t know from looking at this list but I was in a serious rut in the beginning of February. After finishing The Haunting of Hill House (disappointing), I just couldn’t figure out anything to read. As you’ll read below, I definitely blew through that but the beginning of February was so BLAH. I didn’tContinue reading “February 2024 in Books”

Love, Marriage, and Thoughts of Strangulation?

I’ve been married since April 2021, which I understand isn’t an insurmountable amount of time. I’ve lived with my now husband since May 2019 and we’ve lived in 2 different locations (a 1 bedroom apartment and now a 3 bedroom house). He’s an Aquarius and I’m a Scorpio. We have almost a 3 year ageContinue reading “Love, Marriage, and Thoughts of Strangulation?”

April 2022 in Books

I’m not going to lie, this month has been a lot. Stress levels at home and work were pretty high going on all month. Most days, I actively avoided reading because my brain could not comprehend stories. In fact, I picked up one of my poetry books this month (that I hadn’t read) because anythingContinue reading “April 2022 in Books”

January 2022 in Books

Last year, I had a book goal in mind. I had wanted to really start reading again, like I used to so many years ago. I thought I’d start small. 20 books for the entire year sounded extremely reasonable. I ended up reading 50. I wrote about my reading hiatus late last year, when IContinue reading “January 2022 in Books”

My Reading Journey and Why Book Bullies Are the Worst.

This is my perfect rainy day: Me, on the couch, curled into a burrito blanket. A lamp, providing the perfect amount of light in the dim, sunless day. A cup of tea, freshly brewed next to me. The sound of the rain on the roof and windows. Incense burning, creating an intoxicating and welcoming smellContinue reading “My Reading Journey and Why Book Bullies Are the Worst.”

Worst Dates: Was that enough space?

Maybe 2009? And since the name doesn’t matter in this, names have been changed. If I told you that a Mormon kid wanted to go on a date with me, would you believe me? My Puna (grandma) would always joke that God was going to strike me down for entering a Catholic Church (ya know,Continue reading “Worst Dates: Was that enough space?”

Worst Dates: What’s in a Name?

One of the writing prompts I had this month was “The worst date you’ve ever been on”. It was the prompt that really solidified me wanting to re-vive my blog. To be completely honest, I haven’t gone on a lot of 1:1 dates in my lifetime. In the past, I clearly had the uncanny abilityContinue reading “Worst Dates: What’s in a Name?”