Here I am, in my cubicle, shivering with fever chills, wishing I could be home in bed. I am, however, thankful for the heat of this Atkins frozen dinner chicken broccoli Alfredo. Except that when I opened it, it spewed cheese sauce all over my January 2014 desk calendar. This is why I can’t have nice things. I usually move my food to the side of my desk calendar, but every other square inch of my desk is covered with… Read more »

A rose by any other name would smell as sweet. And this Halloween costume would smell like what it is: A flaming poop. “Hot Sh!t,” to be exact. I got my new social security card in the mail. My name is officially Kaitlin Vincent, which bodes well for this website. It is a little bittersweet, more so than I thought it would be, saying goodbye to my maiden name. I had some good times as KCW. Lots of good times,… Read more »

In the spirit of the holiday, I’d like to take the time to write down (and remind myself of) the many blessings in my life. I’m going to mention my people-blessings by name, so if my declaration of love makes you uncomfortable, tell me and I’ll plug in a more suitably anonymous name in your place. Like Buttface. Fair warning. I am thankful for my amazing family. I have parents who love and support me even when I don’t deserve… Read more »

I wanted to be worthy, to be liked, to be you And so, hooked like a needle and thread, a stitch in your side, I became a leech. I wanted to be pretty, to be picked, to be yours And so, in vain I sucked the vein that fed your selfish pride, But pride I could not breach. (Read Crutch here.)

You had me in your clutch And I was eager to be held Until your mind faltered And I became your crutch. You limped along, unwhole And tried to tear me too Until the ligaments of my faith Bounced back and freed my soul.

LONG, WEARY SIGH. I’m sorry for my absence. As you well may know, I started a new job and while it’s lovely, I have been so busy the last week and a half it makes my head spin. I literally had no time to blog, because when I wasn’t working, going to Sonic for drink therapy, or sleeping, I’ve been working on my book as my (self-imposed) November deadline is swiftly approaching. Now I know I need to blog ahead of… Read more »

… I think I lost a day of my life. I have no clue what happened to Wednesday. I’ll get a flash here or there, a vague memory of my Aunt and cousins coming over, having lunch with a friend, piles and piles of mail… but I don’t understand where the day went. The sun rose and set yesterday and before I knew it, I had missed blogging. Whoops. Sorry about that. There’s clearly a learning curve when it comes to… Read more »

1. Re-read all the Lord of the Rings books 2. Read The Hunger Games 3. Sleep. Regularly. 4. Go to the movies. Regularly. 5. Work on my novel!!!!!!!! 6. Go to the gym. Regularly. 7. Practice the piano again 8. Learn the guitar 9. I vow to not eat fast food for a year. (Exclusions: road trips, where I will get the healthiest options and Sonic’s drinks.) 10. Rebuild my vocabulary 11. Find some lateral thinking workbooks 12. Find some analogy… Read more »

Studying away. In a little over 48 hours I plan on being completely and utterly free of all debts owed to the University of Texas. That won’t be entirely true, seeing as I still have to read some scripts and do another critique and fight to make sure everything goes according to plan so that I can graduate. But as far as tests and papers and group presentations and all-nighters and stress and pop quizzes and lectures and class and… Read more »

I’m a fan of anything teeming with raw, unbridled emotion. Poetry, opera, pop ballads, fettuccine Alfredo, drunk texts; I like ’em all. This weekend I found myself putting Christina Perri’s Jar of Hearts on repeat. If you’ve listened to a mainstream radio station in the last few months, you’ve undoubtedly heard it (many times), but in case you’re in the dark, here’s a link to the video. One of my best friends is going through a breakup and we were talking about… Read more »