I Literally Died

I have a love/ hate relationship with the word literally.

When most people use it ( yeah, except for YOU smarty pants ) they say things like, ” it was so funny/weird/stupid  that I LITERALLY died.

Saying you ‘literally died ‘ means exactly that- you heard something so funny/weird/stupid  that  it killed you and because of that you end up in a cooling unit in a morgue and then a funeral home and you were embalmed or cremated or set out in  the elements in a body farm where Forensic Anthropologists study the death process.

On one hand, it makes me cringe when the word ‘literally’ is misused.

On  the other hand- the image that pops into my head when someone says, ” I literally died ” amuses me- a lot.

Photo A.M. Moscoso
Saint Mary’s Cemetery
Fox Lake, Wisconsin
October 2024

Goodbye Basement Ghost

AI ARTWORK BY
CURSEJOURNEY

The company I work for is in the process of changing our location and considering the Company has been in the same building for 100 years ( yes really ) I have been pretty busy packing and moving my department ( oh the perks of being a manager )

The thing of it is, I work in the part of the building that is old, it’s walls are brick, it’s below street level so it’s like working in a catacomb.

Plus it’s haunted by a guy in a blue work shirt that has shown up in moments of high drama ( like the Nisqually Earthquake.

I’m feeling challenged because I know this space has inspired my writing.

And I am wondering if this move will change the flavor in my stories.

God, I hope it doesn’t.

AI ARTWORK BY
CURSEJOURNEY

Dear January

January- wow, you were one Hell of a ride!

The down side to you, Dear January, is that I didn’t write at all.

The upside was I was out there in the world, seeing new things as my day job responsibilities shifted, The President of The United States has literally flushed the Country down the toilet and when said toilet started to over flow he literally S*&@ more into it and tried to flush it again.

Sidenote: I was working at a warehouse where the toilet literally exploded while being used by someone who suffers from mysophobia and to this day his screams are probably the reason my ears ring from time to time for no reason.

It also took my waaaaaayyyy after Christmas Day to take my tree down because

A. It’s a fake tree so it wasn’t going to dry out and mummify in my living room ( which, really wouldn’t have freaked me out.

B. I didn’t feel like it.

So as I’ve been going through my days, living my life and some new adventures I’ve been coming up with ideas for stories and THAT is a pretty cool deal.

 

Well Hello Dolly!

I’ve had to take a few weeks off because I’m making some changes in my life that are purpose and pretty cool.

It involves my day job, which exists in it’s own Universe so I won’t go into it here.

I had to square up that new phase so that I can write and practice my guitar on schedule (again) but I needed to see how the time was going to shake out.

So my dream job is and always has been writing and I’m glad to say I will be getting back to it now.

Anita