“I never know what I think about something until I read what I’ve written on it.” – William Faulkner
You know what I was not meant to have? Control. Self-, others-, situational-, political-, government-, project-, subordinate-. None of it. I am involuntarily exerting control over my words, even as I type them. I used to be able to write freely, flowingly, honestly, carelessly. Not in an “I-don’t-care-about-others” kind of…
>at dinnertime, i wish i lived in new york. all those choices. from dirt cheap to excessively expensive. perhaps many of the same choices exist…
>I am sitting at panera bread company where I just consumed a nice turkey artichoke panini with a bowl of baked potato soup. I was…
>today, while showering, i had an epiphany. i had never really considered how similar and yet very different these two concepts are. why would they…
>i had to learn this word last year because it was becoming a part of who i am. forgetful. i had at least three fabulous…

I’m Christi, and I have been writing, well, since I learned to write as a little girl. I learned in my 40’s that writing saves lives and sanity, and that is exactly why I am still here.