I can't believe it happened again!

Okay. So some of you may know that on Oct. 16th the credit union at which I work was robbed. I was the o-so-lucky teller that had the gun pulled on me and was "asked" to put all the money in his dirty little grocery bag (see full account on Brain Vomit). Well, luck must be with me because it happened again. Yesterday, Dec. 8th, at 2:45 pm. Same guy, same gun, same dirty little bag. I haven't processed enough to even get my words out in some compelling personal essay. Right now I am angry, upset, emotional, and in denial. I mean I am dreaming, right? Not twice in less than two months? Can someone wake me up from this nightmare? Anyway... maybe soon I'll be able to dissect my feelings but, for now, I am just existing. I guess, for anyone that prays, please pray for me. I need some extra help trying to remember that God doesn't hate me.

P.S. And if you are having an itch to tell me something about "learning a lesson" or "others have it worse" please don't. I couldn't handle it right now. Maybe later.

Introducing Brain Vomit

I thought I might take a moment and introduce BRAIN VOMIT... the stuff that floats around in my head. It's the link you may have noticed at the top of our page. I've had some questions so I thought I would share some answers. This is a page where I have been posting my writings... mostly personal essays and poems. All my personal essays are true experiences. I have found that in story telling it is easier for me to write based on my past rather than on any fiction I could dream up. (I would love to write creative stories someday but I seem to be in a perpetual writer's block when it comes to fantasy... that or everything I write turns into romance porn... aka Nora Roberts style. Just ask Erin.)

Anyway, BRAIN VOMIT is not for the weak at heart or for anyone who would like to maintain a positive opinion of me. Nothing rated R, but it is my raw emotion... my heart bleeding on paper. Some stuff you may know and the other I haven't really shared... But recently I have felt the need (almost compulsion) to write it down. Like that one song...

"2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, its no longer
Inside of me, threatening the life it belongs to"

I have labels active if you want to sort by type. The essays are fairly recent, one written while I was at college and the other just a month or so ago. The poems span more time. A couple from high school, some from college, others post-college. Eventually I'm hoping to post creative pieces as well as some talks I've written. We'll see.

I ALWAYS encourage feedback. I would love to know how to make the essays more engaging or how to improve on the poetry. So PLEASE feel free to comment. But don't feel like you have to. You can always pretend you never read anything, hehe.

And again, if you want to see me as all hearts and roses, I wouldn't go there. If you don't want to know what I'm really thinking, just stay right where you are on Forever Sweethearts. Otherwise enjoy... and if you come across something that stings, please don't judge.

Love you!