Author: Kieryn Darkwater

I’m in a weird place. My support group has sort of eroded and I’m standing in the middle between a place I want to be and being sad because I feel like I’ve lost most of the people who’ve really helped me over the last few years. Truth is, I’ve moved on. I’m not completely done…

Look out, world.

We had a heat warning thing the other day because the heat index was at 100º F due to humidity. Unlike the rest of the US, apparently Maine doesn’t believe in central AC so we have to try to suffice with the stupid window units that work as long as you’re not in a different…

I Got some shiny gold paint and colored all the plated sections which really seems to add *a lot* of epic-ness to my little army that was missing before. Not sure how well that comes across because of my very red side table, but it at least puts my army back on par with Alex’s…

I finally updated my shop! I painted for a few hours the other day because I just absolutely needed to – and I painted the word I keep telling myself, a truth I have to remind myself of over and over. [I am and you are] Beautiful. Maybe it’s a little cliche, but sometimes I…

I had a list, right? I know it’s only been a week, but for some reason it seems to be a list of I’m-going-to-do-the-ones-that-involve-mail-but-maybe-not-anything-else instead. Which is great, actually, because I’ve accomplished several other big things since writing that list. Launched the Freeport Creative Arts website! (check it out, it’s epic) Delivered book to Library…

Squeaky wheels, bright lights, everything was blurring – voices, rolling, walls, beeping. Slowly unfamiliar faces came into focus. “w-wh-where, where am I?” Amy mumbled, stuttering as she was carted through a set of doors. Doctors were shouting and saying something about “CC’s” and “pox”, they shot something into her arm and everything grew dim again.…