Sunday, September 4, 2022

honestea tag round up

 hi. so before I disappeared for months like I often do, I made a blog tag, and people did it and it made me feel warm and fuzzy inside. thank you to all who participated! I truly enjoyed reading everyone's answers they were all so funnnnny. here's a round up of everyone's posts that I could find if you'd like to read them!

the blog button

 if you filled it out and you're not on this list please comment with a link to the tag I really want to read it!

Ink Calamatities 

Autumn Ink

Hamlette's Soliloquy 

I'm Charles Baker Harris

Meanwhile In Rivendell 

Revealed In Time

The Caffeinated Fangirl

The Movie Critic 

Adventure Awaits

The Grim Writer

Sixty Something Trees

Bookshire

Friday, September 2, 2022

I've been gone

 hello there, reader. I feel as though I need to introduce myself formally it has been so very long since I last posted. I'm Nie. I've been changing a lot. I did this last year too. took a very long hiatus and returned with fervor only to fizzle out again. like a flame that was too hungry, too quick to show how bright it could burn and in doing so ate up all the oxygen and poof. 

truth be told, I have been avoiding my blog for some months now. not because I dislike it. in fact I like it very much. it is very dear to me. not because I am bored of blogging or the blogging community. I hope bloggers continue to write and keep this part of the internet alive. I love to settle in with some tea or coffee and read through my blogroll. 

no, I have been avoiding my blog because I have been avoiding facing the truth of what has been going on inside of me. 

from Nie has seen many versions of me. and I don't believe in streamlining myself to make a product of my blog. in cornering myself into this perfect little package of catchy writing for the internet to marvel at. 

but this blog has been with me through my wildest ups and downs. throughout my lefts and rights. 2020 and 2021 were the most challenging years I've ever lived through. the tale of that time period is a dark and long one. it is one that upsets me even to think about. and it is when I was coming out of that dark time, just arriving back from that terrible journey, that I started blogging on here more. it was something that helped nurture me back to health, lead me closer to who I am after I had forgotten myself. that is a wonderful thing but it also means that this blog reminds me of my darkest days

does that mean I should move on? begin another blog that is free from those heavy clouds? I'm not sure. starting something new doesn't always solve things. 

have I truly outgrown from Nie? or do I just want to believe that I can forget pain and that I can be fully separate from that version of me who was in so much of it? 

I don't know, reader. I just don't know. so, until I do, hello there. I may be writing a goodbye soon. but it will not end there. it will only lead to another platform. one that does not feel as though it is mocking my every word or testing my claims of progress. or, perhaps I will simply accept that this blog has many layers of me in it. and embrace the changes and the metamorphosis it has gone through. we shall see. but for now, I missed this. and that is one thing I am sure of. 

-from Nie

Wednesday, April 20, 2022

honestea tag

yes, I have created a blog tag. honestea is my debut tag and might I say, tag making is surprisingly hard to do. so, well done all you seasoned taggers. this is an exposé tag, an open book tag, a tag filled with hones-TEA(forgive my gen-z terminology but it is just too perfect not to use) and is best suited for bloggers, writers, and story lovers who aren't afraid to spill a cuppa.  

THE RULES

no lies allowed. if an answer is too shameful to expose you may substitute the answer with a gif/image of someone drinking tea.
e. g. → 
 there are optional bonus additions to questions but these are not for the faint of heart. if you complete the tag having answered every question + the bonus additions (no gifs used), you are dubbed a certified tea chugger, and you deserve a badge to show the world that you are not afraid of a steaming hot cup of TRUTH. tag at least one other person (a tea party with just one is not very fun. trust me.) untagged persons are more than welcome to fill it out as well (nothing cooler than crashing a tea party). 

THE BADGE

you may place the badge in your blogger side bar or include it at the end of your tag post. you may even snatch it when you have not earned it and I won't do a thing about it. and yes, I will be certifying myself. 


THE QUESTIONS

what is a 'bad' (generally disliked) movie that you actually love?

what is your most shocking reading habit?

tell us the number one lie you write in your posts.

tell us the worst character name you've ever thought up. {bonus: share a character name you find ridiculous in a book/movie}

what is the real reason you procrastinate writing your work in progress?

what is a genre of music you secretly love?

if you're a plotter, what do you really think of pansters? and if you're a panster, what do you really think of plotters?

share at least three lines of dialogue from one of your first writing projects {bonus: give us the good stuff. your most gruesome butchering of the English language)

tell us the title & artist of the last song you listened to. 

which beloved book/movie character do you dislike & why?

tell us the title & topic of a post you have left in draft. 

what is a book you pretend you've read/would like to read but know you never will? {bonus: share a time when claiming you've read a classic/well known book didn't end well}

tell us the title & topic of the most embarrassing post you've ever written. {bonus: include. the. link.}

I TAG...

Skye - Ink Calamities, Elizabeth - Autumn Ink, Brooke - everglow, N'Rae - N'Rae Bends, and YOU who are reading this. 

MY ANSWERS (+ introductory gif defining my current state of apprehension. doesn't count.)

what is a 'bad' (generally disliked) movie that you actually love?

Inkheart. I wouldn't say it is disliked by all, just by those who have read the book. it is not a great representation of the book or a super well produced film, but I just absolutely love it. 

what is your most shocking reading habit?

I would say eating while reading and getting food on the pages of the book. I'm going to gag just thinking about it. I'm thoroughly ashamed. 

tell us the number one lie you write in your posts.

any time I say I'm "writing" something. I'm not. I'm thinking up scenes while listening to epic music. but I'm not actually writing. 

tell us the worst character name you've ever thought up. {bonus: share a character name you find ridiculous in a book/movie}

malaria. as in the disease. the actual illness. however I thought that it was a name and that it was pronounced mal-uh-REE-uh, and that it was quite pretty. 
bonus: I really hate the villain guy's name in Cruel Beauty by Rosamund Hodge. Ignifex? that sounds like toilet bowl cleaner. 

what is the real reason you procrastinate writing your work in progress?

I struggle to write about my characters doing wonderful amazing things while I sit at a desk. the number one reason I don't write often anymore or procrastinate when I do want to write is because I want to experience adventure, not write about it. 

what is a genre of music you secretly love?

I love Irish folk music. celtic thunder and celtic woman are my JAM. also, Barbie soundtracks. It isn’t difficult to share that on here but I recently had a conversation with a coworker about music and that reminded me that first, people don’t know what Irish folk is and second, people think if you like anything other than Kanye you’re in a cult.

if you're a plotter, what do you really think of pansters? and if you're a panster, what do you really think of plotters?

I always thought I was a plotter. Then, I tried to finish nanowrimo with a completed plot and found myself stifled and staring at a blank screen. when I thought of a random scene chapters into the story, I could write and write with such detail and life BUT I couldn’t  find a way to connect those beautiful scenes at allll. so I guess what I'm saying is I'm an in-betweenie. and both sides have their value. but pansting a whole novel? pfffft weird

share at least three lines of dialogue from one of your first writing projects {bonus: give us the good stuff. your most gruesome butchering of the English language)

for the sake of the bonus addition, I won't be fixing any spelling or grammar mistakes in these and I will give you more than one. 

"Dani planted both feet firmly onto the street and propelled herself forward, twisting mid air like an awkward flying fish, over the crumbling stone gate and onto the hard grass beyond it."

an awkward flying fish. I deserve an award for best simile ever written.

but wait, there's more. 

"though Pippin was fully aware that that was highly impossible for the imaginary fish to leap from the water and slowly slide down his arm, it still made him feel better."

I'm not going to give this context because even if I did it still wouldn't make sense. 

"It began poring rain, large, thick, electric blue, and lime green lightning bolts began to strike the waters, making them roar with pain and rage."

ever heard of water being in pain? apparently, I had. 

I have entire manuscripts of this high class writing if any agents are interested. 

tell us the title & artist of the last song you listened to. 

wow. this one almost made me use a gif. I reallllllly want to use a gif. don't think of me differently, readers. the last song I listened to was Chained to The Rythm by Katy Perry. I'm so sorry. 

which beloved book/movie character do you dislike & why?

after book 3, I hate Ronald Weasley. he's whiny and selfish and he consistently mistreats his friends. I also despise the 10th doctor. he's arrogant and he does. not. care. about his companions. also what he did to Rose was treason. 

tell us the title & topic of a post you have left in draft. 

the first has no title, only one sentence in the body that says, "strange thought: the moon's beard is the forest and the mountains his cap." the second, is exclusively filled with The Lord of The Rings memes and is titled, "because I cannot stop laughing at these". I don't know when exactly I'll post either of those, but keep your eyes peeled. 

what is a book you pretend you've read/would like to read but know you never will? {bonus: share a time when claiming you've read a classic/well known book didn't end well}

I wish I had already read the more recent-ish classics like 1984, Fahrenheit 451, or Animal Farm, etc. so sometimessss I nod and smile when those books come up and don't specify that I haven't read them. does that count?

however, to the bonus question I say, 

I really just can't begin to explain how much I wanted to avoid this question. so there goes my perfect score. but I get to keep my dignity so there are pros and cons. 

tell us the title & topic of the most embarrassing post you've ever written. {bonus: include. the. link.}

probably the entire series of About the Author August because I never managed to post on time and I literally never finished the series. embarrassing. especially because the first post in that series is my most read post so now five people the whole world knows I’m a flighty flaky blogger. here's the link to the last post where I say I'm going to post again and then never do :)

I physically cringed a lot filling this out. I think that means it was successful? I did not earn certified tea chugger. what a shame. don't be surprised if you see the badge in my sidebar regardless. Let me know what you think of the tag & whether or not you are willing to take on the challenge! 

-from Nie

Sunday, March 27, 2022

springtime season favorites

"wrong will be right, when Aslan comes in sight, at the sound of his roar, sorrows will be no more, when he bares his teeth, winter meets its death, and when he shakes his mane, we shall have spring again.” - The Chronicles of Narnia 

first, a very late and very warm welcome to nicole the latest member of the fellowship & whose profile picture I mistook for a gnome. thank you for reading nicole! 

at long long long long very long last, it's beginning to resemble spring where I live. sunny rainstorms, warm breezes, and lots of birdsong. it is so wonderful to feel the sun on my skin again. not that the sun ceases to exist in winter, it's just I do. already I have gathered a list of favorites for this new season and I'd like to share them. what are your springtime favorites?

period piece everything

so far my sister and I have re-watched Emma (2009), Pride & Prejudice (2005), and The Count of Monte Cristo. Watched for the first time, My Mother and Other Strangers (side note: that was for sure the mildest yet spiciest love affair I've ever witnessed), and Around the World in 80 Days which I adored. I cannot get enough of adventure stories. I really must read more Jules Verne. Oh, and then there's Sanditon. but I completely and utterly  h a t e d  Sanditon. we watched maybe six episodes in a row trying to like it but I just couldn't 
I didn't care about that corrupt dreary sea town where people DRINK the water naked men swim in. charlotte had all of the tact of a 12 year old girl. that old lady with the money was nearly as annoying as Lady Catherine DeBourgh, and there was a shocking lack of warmth, romance, humor, and satin (ha). Jane Austen? nope. Andrew Davies trying to be Dickens? yeah. I could go on and on about it. perhaps someday I will but for now all I'll say is ummmm incest? 




matcha & udon soup

not at the same time. I like my matcha in the morning and my noodles at night. and my udon was not as fancy as all that. it was microwaved. but it was heavenly. I fell ill recently, which is a big deal for me as I almost never get actually truly sick. I had a fever, a sore throat, and a headache. it was terrifying. all I wanted to eat was udon miso soup. and the newfound matcha love comes from giving up drugs coffee and trying to find healthier alternatives. I used to drink apple cinnamon tea or simple green tea but matcha is much more decadent and I really enjoy it. it also has antioxidants and less caffeine. 






budgeting

this is my budget calendar, washi tape, and stickers. I am working on more budgeting posts at the moment but it is a slow process and I find everything abnormally hard to explain. budgeting has brought me peace of mind I didn't think I could have and also a huge amount of confidence. 








yoga journal & ayurveda

my grandmother used to get yoga journal for me. I would try to follow the advanced poses without prior experience or stretching and injure myself. it was a lot of fun. I bought this one for the article on chakras, however. I want to learn everything there is to know about chakras, and ayurveda, and how the mind and the body and the spirit are intertwined. 








pop up butterfly stickers

not much to say about these except they make my laptop look positively mAGiCaL. 










star stable

this game is just too fun. its reminds me of old video games I would play like Ocarina of Time or Twilight Princess.
















trigger protection mantra

by Jhene Aiko. she uses crystal bowls and the lyrics are a mantra for calm and safety. it is stunning & I have been listening to it non stop. 
















microsoft to do

I've been struggling to be an organized person with something that maybe sort of resembles a routine for years. it's against my nature to be so structured and to do this at this time and that after another thing etc. but I saw that my laptop comes with microsoft's to do list and digital calendar and thought, why not try digitally organizing my life? it. is. wonderful. I don't have to worry about rewriting a list each day, or not being able to check the next task because I do not have my planner with me. I don't have to fuss about how hideous my handwriting is or with setting timers for each item because I am incredibly forgetful. I never thought I would prefer electronic planning to the old fashioned way but I have been converted. 








wearing no makeup 

I am not against makeup. I wear it. but there is nothing like the feeling of being entirely makeup free. I feel so powerful and wild and so utterly me. plus I can rub my face and scratch my skin and cry or laugh or sweat and it doesn't matter. 











wearing whatever I want

for anyone interested, I dress a little something like this. minus the cigarette. pretend it's a french fry. so I've felt some pressure over the years to try and recreate my style, or brand it to something easily defined, or simply dress like other girls. lately though, I miss my own style and the unique way I express myself. I'm still working on expressing it fully and fearlessly but it has made some progress and if one day I wear my beau's old button down with a turtleneck under it and these jeans that don't fit me and another day I pull my fuzzy socks over my pant legs and have a nice blouse on, oh well. c'est moi. 








what's in my bag videos

like this one. I want a bag but when I try to shop for one I hate them all. does this happen to anyone else? I think I'm having an identity crisis. either way I like to watch what others pack in their bags for inspiration on what to bring in my work bag. when I finally buy one.  


- from Nie

Sunday, February 13, 2022

through rain clouds and music notes


do you see yourself on   m o t h e r   earth 

walking 

              working

                              talking?

I don’t. I only see myself in 

shadows, smile lines, through rain clouds and music notes

without help 

I don’t 

exist

Thursday, February 3, 2022

on the nature of s e n s i t i v i t y

l i s t e n

there is a  c u r s e  that is put upon a few of us. at least that is what I call it. its sullen name is
s e n s i t i v i t y
and it is chronic. perhaps even terminal. 
I spend most of my days trying to be rid of it. escape. but not this day. this day I embrace. and I ponder. what if I am not a creature.

your needs are their second thoughts. a deep conversation you desperately need to feel  c o n n e c t e d  is just another insignificant moment of communication to them. because they don't think like you do. 

how sick I am of telling myself that.

t h e y   d o n ' t   t h i n k   l i k e   y o u   d o. 

you are called passive aggressive, over dramatictoo emotional when you  o p e n  u p.  but when you so perfectly care for and translate and cradle your loved one's emotions you are called wonderful, loving, an otherworldly listener.
                       
                        s o,
it is only good when it is not yours

your sensitivities are not valued yet art that people praise and marvel at is born from those same uncared for sensitivities. 
                       
                         s o,
it is only loved when it is not a burden.



finding someone who lets you work through the steps of your emotions without judging you or pressuring you is rare and more often than not anyone who understands is someone like you

which leads me to wonder

how difficult is it to extend the courtesy of understanding beyond themselves to you?
because

I feel like that is all I do.

I often understand what someone is feeling before they do, yet even with an explanation of why I am feeling what I feel I am still told that
                                                                                    it
                                                                                           is
                                                                                                gnorw | wrong

which prompts me to ask them

does it really matter if I am not supposed to feel what I am feeling? if it is not supposed to rain it does not change the fact that it is still  p o u r i n g  down. 

but I do not ask. I never do. 

because what is the use?   i f  t h e y   c a n n o t   s e e   t h e   r a i n   a t   a l l   &  t h e r e   a r e   f e w   w h o   w i l l   t a k e   y o u r   w o r d   f o r   i t

shame. pain. self denial. loneliness. self silencing. overthinking. fear of reactions.

in translation   a  c a g e. 

is the home, the everyday place of a  s e n s i t i v e. 

and the trapped words, the stagnant emotions, the secret feelings turn your insides to rot. 

so that they can like you. so that they will accept you. so that they will not tell you to stop feeling

s e n s i t i v e s  cannot stop feeling. anymore than we could will our hearts to stop beating. our lungs to cease their swelling. so why do they keep asking. keep expecting. keep wishing we would   w i l t. 

what if I am not a creature. 

what if

I am  

just as I 

should be.


Saturday, January 1, 2022

two thousand twenty two


"It is a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to." 

a new year has begun. a new journey. a new b r e a t h. 

I am happy to let 2021, a year of hard lessons, loss, and tears, go. for once, I am not clinging to the past, but looking to the future. 

I feel like a traveler, peering over distant hills to the horizon where the waves of some vast ocean look to be on fire by the sparking of the sun dancing off of them. I have one question, one goal, one thought. what will I see? what will I find if I 
keep 
        moving 
                     forward?

only time will tell. but something in me thinks I may just find myself, waiting on the white shores, with fire in her breast and strength in her bones. 

what can you see on your horizon?