Since I'm between books and waiting for final revisions on The Badlings from darling Sarah Liu, my editor, I have decided to go on a little adventure. In other words, I took my sorry ass out of the house. I didn't have to, but I thought it would be nice. I had it all planned. I thought I would read House of Leaves while on the bus (enjoying the fuck out of it, by the way) while on my way to the bank to deposit a check, the treasure of $11 I got from some company for some settlement for something. I also thought I would swing by a consignment store where I sell my clothes and collect yet another treasure of $7 there. By the evening I'd be rich!
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Not the topic you expected me to blog on, right? "Has her hollow skull snapped under the pressure of too much writing?" you think. "Has she completely gone off her marbles? Has the wind got in her head???" Well, the thing is, what's to follow is a very personal story (I seem to have plenty of them in my drawer called "shit that happened in my life"). As you know, I used to have a startup called Lilipip. The website is still up, if you want to look. I was bent on making it a success and on becoming a revered entrepreneur raking in millions of dollars and sitting all pretty on the pedestal of business fame and having a warm pig under my feet and nodding appreciatively to all those bringing me gifts and pots of gold and...well. It didn't happen.
WHAT ABOUT TO FOLLOW MIGHT BE A TRIGGER FOR ABUSE SURVIVORS.
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