Lately it seems like every post I write is a rant about something. (Yeah, you didn't know that because I delete most of them.)
Like last week, I wrote a whole rant about people who shovel their driveways into the street.
Or the post I had scheduled for yesterday, which I removed before it went up, about people who equate writing fiction to lying. (As Daughter pointed out, it's a bi-annual rant.)
And this morning, considering how my clothes smell like funked-out wood smoke, I could easily rant about the people around the corner who really don't care what they throw in their fireplace as long as it burns.
But you don't want to hear about that, and I really don't want to become 'that chick who rants' around the blogosphere. (Although... my comment numbers go up every time I rant, so maybe you do want to hear it.)
Anyway, I'm chalking up to the fact that my hormone shot is due next week. And I'm usually a raging lunatic the week before shot time. (Just ask the kid.) Usually once I realize my problem, the urge to rant evens out, so don't expect any ranting any time soon - even if Saturday was a kind of mini-rant.
And on a happier note, I just heard this morning about a new non-fiction project for Christine Fonseca that I'm totally excited about. It's called Redefining Normal: A Girl’s Guide to Embracing Her Identity and Realizing Her Potential and it sounds like an incredible avenue to help girls. I probably could've used it when I was young. I know Daughter needed something like that. If it sounds like something you might be interested in, stop by and fill out the form to maybe contribute your experiences.
Have a nice day, Everyone, and try to avoid the ranty places. All that negativity can't be good for you. ;o)