j. peterman and me

… maybe my true inner voice is J. Peterman, just no one hears it

writingLeslie McAdamDecember 9, 2020writingComment

trying something new

I hope that by reading something I write you will in fact feel heard—an interesting phenomenon.

encouragement, writingLeslie McAdamDecember 5, 2020writing, nanowrimo, encouragementComment

permission

There’s an old saying about how it’s better ask forgiveness than permission.

But I think it’s better to not ask for either one.

mental health, encouragementLeslie McAdamDecember 2, 2020encouragementComment

living for myself

… it’s important to remember to not put off pleasure.

Even under quarantine.

encouragement, enthusiasmLeslie McAdamNovember 28, 2020covid, quarantine, moodComment

timing

Because it seems to me if I could trust the timing of things, trust that I’m going to read the references before I read the book that sums them up, then life could be a whole lot easier and more enjoyable.

mental healthLeslie McAdamNovember 25, 2020mental healthComment

blue ink

…using new to me ink feels a bit like I’m being utterly wild. Throwing around rainbows and wearing a pink feathered boa and goldenrod-framed reading glasses instead of black RayBans.

writingLeslie McAdamNovember 21, 2020memoryComment

reminder

If you put pressure on yourself, don’t forget about the balance. Don’t forget that it’s okay to give yourself a day off just because.

mental healthLeslie McAdamNovember 18, 2020Comment

time shortage consciousness

If I keep writing, the stories will come and be finished. They are getting further and further along, and I can see the progress.

But you can’t.

writingLeslie McAdamNovember 14, 2020writing, nanowrimoComment

redeeming qualities

I truly believe art/creative projects need to exist and just be allowed to exist. Without criticism. Although that’s not quite what I believe, because critiquing the story I just posted will undoubtedly make it better.

writingLeslie McAdamNovember 11, 2020writingComment

out for delivery

I wait.

I look out my door. I pace on the porch.

And then it’s delivered.

Leslie McAdamNovember 7, 2020Comment

NaNoWriMo 2020

…even though the last thing I need right now is to start a new novel, I’m writing a new novel

encouragementLeslie McAdamNovember 4, 2020nanowrimoComment

Halloween, 2020-style

at this time last year, what’s happening now was unfathomable

mental health, encouragementLeslie McAdamOctober 31, 2020halloweenComment

one skin too few

For a former depressive who numbed herself to all feeling, this is radical stuff. I was scared to feel the bad stuff, so I settled for not feeling anything at all.

Now I’m seeing value in the bad stuff. The bitchiness and anger. Sadness. Jealousy. Flares of hate.

encouragementLeslie McAdamOctober 28, 2020art, writingComment