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This story is… FOREVER UNTITLED AND PERPETUALLY UNFINISHED SOMEWHAT OF A MEMOIR BY ASHLINN PARSONS NEW YEAR’S EVE TEARS are a real thing that I’m going to bottle then mix with essential oils and some beeswax turning the mixture into a candle that I can burn to light and have a seance to vow and... Continue Reading →
INTRODUCTION My ultimate hope in putting this out into the world is that someone will love these words and this fractionned, fraction-of a story in a way that I haven’t quite figured out how to yet. This is by no means an exhaustive account of my thirty years of life and experiences. Some of the... Continue Reading →
So for the next 12 months you, my darling subscribers, and those that stumble across it will get just as many (12) entries of at least and slightly upwards of 1,500 words each on the first of every month up until and inclusive of December 2019. Each of the twelve chapters will be released at... Continue Reading →
I know what you’re thinking; what does this born middle-class and considerably privileged white girl who has access to proper food, housing, health care and education have to complain about? What do I have to say about social injustices, prejudice, bias, poverty, famine, war, sexism, racism, ageism, any-ism that is worth listening to? I am... Continue Reading →
I haven’t been writing at all because I don’t want to remember this -- any of it. I don’t want to remember the knot in my throat or the pits in my stomach. I don’t want to remember the sleepless nights and very, very difficult mornings. And even though it's just moving, I am... Continue Reading →
From the diary... April 27th, 2018 It crossed my mind today how difficult it must have been for my mother to tell her children that she was going to die soon. And it occurred to me what it must have been like from her perspective to know she wouldn’t get to know her children much... Continue Reading →
I want to capture every meaningful thought I have ever had. I want to immortalize my life in bodies of writing complete with beauty marks and scars and physical defining features that make my life so defiantly mine. I want to contemplate why I haven't yet gotten any tattoos even though my life has had... Continue Reading →
This is your no-nonsense motivation guide for getting stuff done. I've outlined the five steps to accomplishing any creative project you are thinking of achieving this year. It's pretty general advice but I also think it is pretty relevant. No major motivation to make you feel bad about yourself, just a little moral support to... Continue Reading →
Hey there, loves! I have been thinking a lot about my blog. Going by my three birth-names was a personal way of sharing my story and although it greatly allowed me to identify with my stories and have a personal representation of all that made me, me, I knew I wanted to make a change.... Continue Reading →
