Sitemap - 2020 - fiza's word vomit
It's my birthday and I'll cry if I want to 🎉
In October, we overcome writer's block
Confronting evil again and again
The floodgates of grief will reopen
Waking up to Norah Jones in my ears and Lady at my feet
Are these new pastimes doing me any good?
The first great millennial novelist (or something like that)
For the love of fantasy and Octavia Butler
Vignettes for Mother's Day and hearing voices break
It's been a few days, forgive me
If my brother's car could talk
My favorite new beginning has kept me alive
History has failed us, but no matter.
Are you going to age with grace?
Close your eyes and what do you see?
You don’t really know me and I don’t really know you
A tale of two dreams, one forgotten
Working through the guilt of not covering this pandemic
I don't care what Shakespeare wrote under quarantine lol
I LOVE WORKING FROM HOME AND YOU CAN TOO
Breaker of Words, Mother of Dogs
I dream that I'm growing tall as a poplar
Punctured hearts and beaten lungs
And I see this when I have a shock
DON'T LET YOUR WRITING PROCESS GET PRECIOUS
Looms and unrequited love at 7
The book work has begun I guess *deep breaths*
V. Woolf is v good at characters
Measuring productivity as an independent writer is hard
my brain on writing and reading and feeling and the beautiful mess of word work