I thought long and hard about a flamboyant catchphrase to open this post with, but the truth is, my sarcasm tank is empty and I find myself lacking the words to begin. What do you say when you've been gone for a year, when everything has changed but nothing is different, when the familiarity of [...]
It's funny how my happiest moments come when I'm at my lowest. Sure, I like being caught up in the busyness of life, jumping from one fun thing to another, living in a whirlwind of goodness. But in the midst of this, I find myself looking back to a time when things weren't going so [...]
Do you know what hiraeth means? It's a longing, a desperate search for a place that doesn't exist anymore, and maybe never did. When I was young, I felt it for the worlds between pages I held so dear – Narnia, Middle-Earth, the Ashtown estate. When I was older, I felt it for my worlds, [...]
Ah, 2020. The year from the void. Over the past week, I've seen so many people laugh about shaking the dust of it off their feet as they charge into the New Year, hoping 2021 brings them better luck than its unfortunate predecessor. That makes me sad. No, I'm not going to enrage the population [...]
Sometimes I feel sad. ("I feel ya, sister," says the internet personality in my head, chipper to the last. "Sometimes I feel like giving up on life and drowning my sorrows in ice cream and memes.") Sometimes I feel lost. ("It's rough, sister. It's rough.") Sometimes I forget who God is. ("Been there, done that," [...]
Well folks, today is special. Today, on the 19th of 2019, I turn— 18. I know. I was disappointed about that too. Two years ago, I wrote a post commemorating my 16th birthday. The majority of it was spent rambling about the responsibilities of growing up, how frightening it was to be the age of [...]
*casually slinks in* Did you miss me? (If not, please go away.) Yes, 'tis I, returned from the void of... everything. And boy howdy, do I have stories to tell! If you're not sitting on a stable, flat surface right now, I highly suggest reseating yourself. What follows is a long and intense summary of [...]
Lately, I've been having trouble sleeping. Not in a dark, dramatic, "the cares of this world keep me up," kind of way. Or in an, "I'm an incredibly unhealthy being who surfs the internet when I should be sleeping," kind of way. (I may be a teenager, but I'm not THAT far gone...) I'm not [...]
Life is hard. (As Sarah blows us away by stating the obvious...) It's 2 o' clock. It's Thursday. And I'm staring at my keyboard, knowing full well that a blog post should have been published an hour ago, even though I've only just started writing one. So much for preparedness. I have four unfinished paintings [...]
‘Twas the night before Christmas, And due to a delay, Every Baran was wailing— Even the INTJ. And that is as far as my poetic abilities extend. But no, it’s true. Most people think of Christmas Eve as a night of laughter and joy and glad tidings spread throughout the holly-decked halls. My Christmas [...]
The Sarcastic Elf 