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All posts by: Carlie Yates

Rant, rant, rant, yeah

A little Thursday evening rant, because I can so I will. Be your word. I’ve said it quite a bit, but I’m going to have to get into that some...

Exes and lo-o-gos

I have logos. ME. I have logos and a brand and I will have a website soon. But… LOGOS Somehow it still feels like this isn’t ME this is happening...

Old tin cups, little paper dolls

Who would have thought I’d be here, about to publish my first novel? Not the first I’ve written, for that one is long gone in the process of growing up,...

If the apocalypse comes, beep me

So I have been beating myself up for not ‘working.’ I mean… What’s one of the first questions people ask when they meet you? “What do you do?” “Where do...

Welcome to my nightmare

Living with PTSD is an ongoing learning experience. And it’s the little things that set me off, or make my day difficult. Nightmares are the worst. Take for instance this...

I hold you close in the back of my mind

Two days ago I was hit right square in the feels. I have been a Ryan Adams fan for so long. His music fills my nights, lulls me into a...

Only shades of grey

Depression is an ugly thing. It lurks in shadows, hiding behind closed doors and veiled smiles. It lies in bed with you saying there’s no reason to bother getting up...

Keep Yourself Alive

I had a disability hearing today. That may not sound like much, but for someone whose health has taken a nosedive, it’s everything. It’s the frustration of the system, where...

88 days. And counting.

88 days and counting before I’m officially a published author ???????????? There’s also My Facebook Author’s Page should you like to follow there. ***** We all know that girl who...

Tell me who are you

That one writer chick. That’s what I was known as back in school. The weird one. The one with her head in the clouds. The one who had characters and...