Thanátou and Mörderin (The Blood Witch Saga) out now!
At the risk of alienating some of you, I’m going to talk about being a woman of a certain age, with all the attendant drama and bodily functions. If this might bother you, please just keep going about your day and ignore me. I find it interesting that here, on the approach to fifty-three and
As someone who has their hands on a keyboard approximately 12 to 14 hours per day, it is unsurprising that I have chronic pain issues in my arms/hands. Some days it is barely noticeable among the cacophony of other pain issues in my body. Other days, like today, it becomes a screaming symphony that demands
I was startled awake at four AM this morning by gusty winds outside my bedroom window. I had been aware that we were expecting a significant storm, but the reality of it was a bit jarring as I was waking up from some scattered dream that I think was about getting arrested. My dream life
There is this moment, just as I am waking up, but before I’ve moved or opened my eyes. In that moment, nothing hurts, at least not above my baseline. I try to hold on to that moment, because I know that soon, I’ll have to move, have to sit up and put my feet on
My first experience with death came when I was fifteen years old. In the space of less than seven days, my father’s mother died and a childhood friend died. Grandma’s passing wasn’t a big shock, but finding out about Dennis that Monday morning at school was like a punch to my gut. The shock of
Hello, my name is Natalie, and I live with chronic pain. To be fair, I live with several chronic conditions, and pain is only one of them. Recently, I’ve come to realized how skewed my pool of friends, loved ones and associates is toward those who share this living situation. I’ve only been in the
Natalie J Case 