Meanwhile, in the Adventures of Myla and Kaela…

Hi.

Yes, hello.

It’s me. It’s been awhile, I know. Surely you’re used to this nonsense by now.

In the time I’ve been gone, a thing or two has happened, as they often do.

 

 

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The Least of These

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This might be an uncomfortable time for you. It is for me. Many of us have been living in a really comfortable age where we didn’t have to stand for much of anything because none of what we loved was under threat. That’s privilege.

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For The Moments When You Doubt

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For you.
-K

You are strong. You will continue growing and getting stronger because that’s who you are. Remember who you used to be and how far you’ve come.

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Let Them Be

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I am wrong far more often than I’d like.
I make mistakes like it’s going out of style and have to take a really hard look at who I am at my core at least once a week.

It is tempting in this strange world we live in to judge and categorize all my experiences and decisions in a misguided—but well-intended—effort to make some sense of things.

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Regardless…

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Our country is a frightening place right now. People on both sides of the political spectrum are spewing hatred, desperate to be heard, understood, and acknowledged. Hate crime is on the rise and anyone who is not white and straight finds themselves in a place of uncertainty and fear. As a straight, white person, I see how privileged I am and my heart breaks for those who find themselves in a world that is not safe or welcoming.

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To Be A Woman

 

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oh, vast soul, whose only
worth is measured by
the body she’s been
trapped in
raped in
cursed in
hid in
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Of Stopping and Starting Over

I haven’t been blogging for a reason. Or really, for a hundred different reasons that piled on top of each other until I was too exhausted to even try to pull something true out of myself and put it on paper.

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10 Things I Learned in My First Term of Grad School

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  1. Sleep is not necessary extremely important.
  2. I do my best work 30 minutes after the deadline.
  3. Coffee is a legitimate need.
  4. When they say 15-20 hours of work per class each week, that’s what they mean. 5-10 hours will not be sufficient.
  5. “I will read all the books” quickly changes to “I will skim all the books”.
  6. Spotify can carry me through 6 hour study sessions.
  7. All hobbies have disappeared.
  8. What was I thinking? is a question that plays on repeat.
  9. “Change this to MLA format” is the most terrifying thing I’ve ever heard. (I thought it was MLA format?! *panicked Googling*)
  10. Writing is hard and terrifying and I love it so much.

xo
K

Done

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Today is the day that I finish my Bachelor’s Degree in English: Creative Writing. I did all the actual work last week, but today is the last day of class.

Today is the day I am done.

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Writer’s Workshops

I recently began participating in my first writer’s workshop. With little-to-no idea what to expect, I submitted my potentially crappy writing to someone who could tell me how exceptionally crappy it really is. To say I was nervous is a bit of an understatement.

In spite of the nerves, I knew I was ready. I’m at a time in my life when I don’t want to hear nice things unless they’re true. Some brutally constructive criticism is exactly what I was looking for–and that’s what I’ve found.

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