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  • I do well with goals, structure, and schedule as a writer, like everything else I do. I learned this about myself from writing for WebMD’s schizophrenia patient blog. I enjoy the monthly cadence and am consistently putting time away for writing. I want commitment. So I want to let you know that I am starting a weekly newsletter, I’m With Me on Substack. The newsletter, you guessed it, is about
  • In 2050, it was no longer prestige to just live in New York, San Francisco, or London. Most people picked two to three cities as their home base.  Anne saved most of her salary for years, waiting for this day. Finally, she had enough money to get a FlashGo membership. Anne made an appointment with a Flash life coach.  “To use our Flash network and schedule Flash hops, you must
  • “I don’t want romance right now.” Guy No. 37 said, exhausted from another long week at work. He must have felt what I felt: it was getting so hard to spend time together, and we had only known each other for three months. He had to cancel the last three dates he planned with me because of his demanding work schedule. (All in advance and for good reasons.) He had
  • In 1992, a freshman in college, I wrote my first love note on my best stationery using a blue ballpoint pen. I’m sure it was not legible and, because I was not a native speaker of English, full of misspellings. I hand-delivered it to the young man I had a crush on, having seen him from afar in classes and dining halls. What I remember most was how much courage
  • In my head, there are two me’s. One is younger and skinny—another me who wants to lose a few pounds—fifteen pounds, to be exact. Among my American friends, I don’t stand out. I am of average weight for my height. You can see a bulging stomach when I wear a bikini. Other than that, I am happy with my shape. The first time I put on some 20 pounds was
  • I am stuck. My writing for the second memoir is messy, incoherent, and fragmented. I am still searching for that solid backbone that would run through the book on Being Single. “I am very happy living my life as a single! And what’s what I want to talk about.” I said to Wendy while we were hiking. “Why then are you dating?” Wendy asked. “I am open to meeting someone
  • Even though the writing journey is done when the memoir was published on May 30, 2019, Becoming Whole the book has taken on a life of its own. Since day one, I heard from many friends and family near and far who all bought and read my book. The support I received is incredible. Not only did they buy and read it, they thought the book is pretty good. The
  • Jane Austen famously wrote: It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife. What about the single woman? Let’s talk about this single woman: me.  At forty-five, I am single and childless. I can’t decide if I want a man in my life or not. Obviously, I would want a man who is right for me
  • When I first started writing, I just wrote. I didn’t have any specialized training in English, Literature, or Writing. After a while, I did not feel very productive. That was when I started reading books on writing. I always turn to books when I am stuck. Here are my favorite ones so far. As I am wrapping up my memoir, I am rereading them again.
  • “It should always be remembered that the behavior of persons with schizophrenia is internally logical and rational: they do things for reasons that, given their disordered senses and thinking, makes sense to them!” -Torrey, E. Fuller. Surviving Schizophrenia. 1983. Page 49. “The ideas I had about supernatural beings came to me the same way that my mathematical ideas did. So I took them seriously.” -John Forbes Nash Jr. *~*~*~*~* My friend
  • I have seen some videos online that try to show what it’s like to hear voices. Often, the videos show someone doing something while recorded voices shout out words. In my experience, the voices sounded just like from real people and not just a recording. They sounded three dimensional. They were not random phrases but specific to what I was doing. Other than not having a physical presence, they almost
  • In the last week of the year, I finally have the guts to call myself a writer, a label that I had been very hesitant to give to myself. Instead of a writer, I called myself “writer-wannabe” or “scribbler.” I hold quotes like “don’t be a writer, be writing” to heart, using them not only as inspiration to keep writing but also as excuses to avoid clearly defining a part

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