Chances are, if you've seen me on social media or have read posts on this blog, you know I work at an escape room. I've been there for about a year and a half now, and it's been such a wonderful experience. It may not be what I scribbled down on a kindergarten "When I grow up..." project (for the record, my actual answer was zookeeper), but it's a job that feels like it was made for me. In all honesty, it is my dream job. And frankly, I like to think I'm pretty good at it. F

They say that a cluttered desk is a sign of a creative mind, and believe me when I say that my desk is very cluttered. Part of that can be attributed to how small my desk is, but I'll also admit that a good deal of my limited space is taken up by my collection of crystals, which has been steadily growing over the years. Crystals are something I feel like I have always been drawn to but only began exploring more in-depth as an adult. While there is not much scientific proof o

WARNING: MAJOR SPOILERS FOR SPEAK NO EVIL (2022) . At the time of writing this post, I've not seen the 2024 Blumhouse remake but I hear it's similar to the original Danish version so be wary of potential spoilers for that film, too... That said, we'll be talking about some pretty grisly things in this post as they appear in the film. TW for gore, violence, child abuse, and murder. via IMDB You'll see me describe my historical romance WIPs as "slow-burn-until-it's-NOT." By thi

A quick selfie with THE flash drive before the handoff I'm not one to hide my love of writing. It's the first thing I mention when a new acquaintance asks me what I like to do for fun. Throughout high school, you'd hardly see me without my black three-ring binder that held my first handwritten attempt at a novel and got so beat up that its spine was eventually held together with duct tape. And during slower shifts at my day job, you might catch me scribbling down drafts for u

It can be such a punch in the gut when a Found Family falls apart.

As an elementary school student in the 2000s, it seemed that every class was divided into two camps when it came to cartoons. You had the Disney Channel kids who were diehard fans of Kim Possible and The Proud Family , and the Nickelodeon kids who were devoted Spongebob Squarepants viewers and fans of anything Butch Hartman was the brain behind. There were a handful of Cartoon Network kids, too, but I don't recall there being as many among my peers. And then there's me: wha