Nicole Grant

That's probably why people are surprised. 😅 I like to defy expectations.

My favorite thing is the jump scare people get when they ask me what I write and I respond with "horror". 😂😈

I've slowly, over the years, collected people think don't think I'm too much, that think I'm just right. So now, when someone, or something, triggers my rejection sensitive dysphoria I summon three people, as if by magic, that reach out to me.

I'm glad a dichotomy exists within me between my rejection sensitivity and my impulsiveness. Despite the pain I experience from rejection, my impulsivity keeps me going. Keeps me reaching out to people even as I experience rejection time and again from people that think I'm "too much".

Haha that's perfect

Haha exactly. What else could I do?

Oh no. I guess I can't do my treadmill workout. Dang it. 😄

Haha! Yes!

I see what you did there. 😊

What's motivating me to up my game as a writer?

The fact that there is a freaking Buffy reboot happening and I want to be involved! A lady can dream, right??

I feel like so often in healthcare, and life in general, we're so busy we focus on the task at hand and move on. I know I'm guilty of it. It reminded me how much a simple gift of a few moments of your time can mean to someone.

"Anything else I can help with while you're here?"

Yesterday I went to urgent care because this flu triggered my asthma and I was struggling to breathe.

The PA took care of that issue and asked me the "anything else" question. It stopped me in my tracks.

You know you're a science fiction writer when you get excited to brush off your two decade old skills from college physics.

The bathroom is amazing too! I think alternative? I'm not sure, I normally don't notice music. And I normally have headphones on.

Ha. Well I've already had a few cups and a caffeine gummy. I'm no hero.

Thank you. I'm trying to keep writing without another coffee 😴

Spending the afternoon writing at one of my favorite spots. 🖤

#poetry

Stasis
A foreign oasis
My heart thrums with the need
To keep going
Push past my limits
Until I break.
It's not enough
You question
The validity of my injuries
As I beg for reprieve
You call me selfish
As I falter helplessly
Bones tear from skin
Muscles twist
My soul aches
As I reform myself

For you

It was such a huge honor. I gasped when I first saw my drawing, it was like you truly saw me.

Whoa! That looks amazing

Gorgeous photo. I think I needed that quote this morning.

Hello new BlueSky friends! I finally feel like I can have a bit of a community here after being added to a starter pack.

If you don't know me:
I'm a writer, a poet, and a big time nerd.

I love this!

I'm going to check it out on KU! I needed a new kindle book.

Oh that cover!

I'm assuming this is where my influx of followers came from. Thank you! Maybe now it will feel like more of a community to me.

I just love my fluffy boy.

Me trying to drop major hints to my husband to help him figure out what to get me for Christmas:

Me: I really need new pajamas.

Husband: then buy them.

That's amazing.