Costarring: The Universe

The universe has not been subtle with me for the past several months. It started with Costar. If you aren’t familiar with the Costar app (whatever, normie), it’s an absolutely unhinged astrology app that uses an algorithm to write your horoscopes. Half the time the horoscopes don’t even make sense. It’s perfect, and I love […]

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I’m Bad At This

I used to be good at writing. I used to get an idea in my head, start the first sentence, and then the rest of the blog post or essay or poem would fall out of my fingertips faster than I could keep up. It was awesome. I didn’t have to try. I could just […]

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On Writing

I remember when I could call myself a writer. I remember when all these words used to come to me so easily—I’d be walking down the street and an idea would pop in my head and I’d be able to write down the whole thing in an hour. I remember when the jokes used to […]

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hooooooboy

It’s been a while since I’ve last written. That’s a common theme here, it seems. I pop in once a year to write about something, then my life catches fire, and then I get a brief reprieve a year later and finally have the energy to write some silly little jokes about whatever nonsense I […]

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Did You Miss Me? I Sure Did.

My last post on HFOW was a year and a half ago. I don’t know about you, but I feel like some big shit went down between December of 2019 and July of 2021? Like maybe something fundamentally shifted worldwide for a whole year? I just can’t quite put my finger on it… If you […]

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Oh Hey

It’s me. I know what you’re thinking. It’s been forever, Whitney. We’ve totally forgotten about you. And I get it. I’ve largely forgotten about the blog, too, but mostly because the cycle of grief and work and depression has really made doing something fun like this seem absolutely impossible. But guess what? I’m not too depressed […]

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Resting in Pieces

Today is my sixth year anniversary with this blog. I’ve been writing here for longer than I have ever shared my heart with another person, though I could easily say I’ve been sharing my heart with the people who still read this. All six of you (seven, if you count my mom). When I started […]

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Perspective

Missing out on the job I’ve wanted for five years knocked the air out of my lungs. The Big Breakup Heartbreak pushed me to the ground and rubbed my face in the dirt. It left me feeling disoriented and unsure of myself. The Little Breakup Heartbreak gouged open old wounds and left me scared of […]

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Our Voices Matter

I stopped writing after the election. I didn’t write my morning pages. I only wrote poetry when I had to, which was once every other Friday for work. I didn’t touch my book.  I couldn’t even look at my blog. I mean, no one else was looking at my blog, either, so I didn’t feel […]

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