The Problem With Muses

I mean, muses in general are not a bad thing. Not at all. In fact, I’d be nothing if it weren’t for my muses. Little things that make me happy from day to day and new things I can learn about.

The problem is when you have too many muses.

So Many Muses, So Little Time

There’s reading, plants, crocheting and knitting, crafting, baseball, essential oils, incense, wax melts, candles (though those last few may all be combined into one big muse, I don’t know).. I can go on, but I won’t.

How do you condense all of it?

Look, at the end of the day I am a lifestyle blogger. I post about what I like, what I am working on, and sometimes I get deep and confess some deep dark secrets. So I guess having many muses isn’t so much an issue in that case. I have plenty of options for content creation, right? Sure.

The biggest thing I seem to have issues with where my muses are concerned is the fact that I tend to get hyper-focused. I could go a month or more just obsessing over one of the many above named muses (and ones I haven’t named). I will live and breathe that muse and everything else sort of takes a back seat until I come back around to it again.

With a blog, the hard thing is to make sure that I don’t accidentally turn it into a plant blog for a month and then suddenly talk about candles and wax melts for six weeks after that. I have to learn how to diversify my muses, so to speak; at least when it comes to creating content here.

Learning to Juggle My Muses

My last post talked about how hard blogging is. I am learning that there are two different aspects of blogging that make it difficult. The first is creating your content. That’s the bread and butter, obviously. Without content you can never gain the readership you need for the second part of blogging: monetization.

I think, like many new bloggers, I expected to post one thing and suddenly have an stream of independent income flowing in for me and I let that cloud the way I looked at blogging. I’ve taken a bit of a step back over the last couple of months and have learned to just find the joy in creating the content.

There are only two other blog posts here right now, yes. So clearly it wasn’t here that I was creating the content. I actually created a new Instagram page that is dedicated to time lapse videos and pictures of wax melts. It’s a way to help others with anxiety and I came across this community while battling my own anxiety. You can check that account out here, if you’d like.

Soon I am going to be merging these two things, a bit. I’ll bring more of those photos and videos here, get more in depth with ASMR, and talk more about how this helps me continue to turn anxiety into art.

It’s time to start creating content! I don’t really make new year’s resolutions, but I would really like to get somewhere with my blog in 2018. That’s going to be a huge goal.

Until next time, folks!

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Blogging Is Hard, Ya’ll!

Am I right? Blogging. Is. Hard.

Opening up WordPress and creating a post isn’t the difficult part, of course. It’s the actual act of putting your thoughts together to deliver consistent content on a consistent basis. I struggle with that a lot. There are so many words and ideas floating around in my head that it’s really tough to just sit down and comb through them all. So I do what I do best; close up and do nothing.

I need to change that, and I need to change that now.


Inspired, But Frustrated

I sit down and do my daily perusal of Pinterest and see those all too familiar posts, “How I made $6,000 Blogging!”, “How to make money off your blog RIGHT NOW!” 

They’re inspiring. So inspiring that I want to go from point A (this point, where my blog is bare) to point B (the point where I actually have an income from this) overnight. I know that won’t happen. I know that the content that I can offer isn’t something that’s likely to go viral and I am fine with that. I’m not here just to go viral. I’m here to share crafts, joys, failures, etc. But that doesn’t stop things from being so daunting.

How can I be one of those success stories?

That’s what I think about daily (or more often nightly, when I am trying to fall asleep at night and my blogging failures feel more like a life failure). Building an audience, getting them to trust you, and forming a bond with complete strangers that will encourage them to come back and read what I have to say; how the hell do I do it? I am both inspiring and jealous of those that have figured it out. I read their “how to” posts with hope and envy and get myself so hyped to do something that I end up not doing anything at all. And then I haven’t written a blog post in over a month and have spent my days after work playing games on my iPad.

It’s time for me to change that. I need to write more often, I need to post more often, and I need to engage with others more often.


New Blogging Week, New Blogging Me

Tomorrow begins a new week and this time around, I am going to put the peddle to the metal and get things done. I’ve said this plenty of times before, but never really in this fashion. It’s time to hold myself accountable and do what I say I am going to. I am going to be a blogger, dammit. I’m not going to let anything stop me; especially not my own damn self.

Blogging is a lot to take in. There are so many elements that are involved in being successful. I think that’s what had gotten to me in the past. My pledge is to take things one at a time. If it takes me this entire week to implement ads, then it’ll take me the entire week. If it takes a month to truly figure out affiliate links, so be it. Far too often I try to do to much in a short amount of time that I realistically cannot do.

This week I will start with ads and see how things go. After that, I’ll go from there. Eventually, I will have something that is cohesive and complete. Soon, the hours of researching, reading, and Pinning will pay off.

How do you plan to attack this week? Leave me a comment and let me know!

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Turning Anxiety Into Art: My Journey

The Beginning

One of my earliest memories is of my mother crocheting. Summer was in its Dog Days, our non-air conditioned house roared with the sound of box fans in our small living room, and my mother… watching Christmas movies and crocheting her heart out.

This is what she would do in prep for Christmas Craft Sales when I was young. We have VHS tape after VHS tape of Christmas cartoons and movies, and to get her in the “holiday spirit” when it was hot out and the sun was blazing, she would put them on and create her inventory. Had you told me then that in about 25 years I’d be sitting around creating my own inventory, I probably would have said you were nuts. Me? Crochet? I could never!


Turning Anxiety Into Art

Anxiety has always been a part of my life. If you ask me to think about a time in my life before Anxiety took over, I wouldn’t have an answer for you; there isn’t a time in my life when Anxiety did not exist. It took me a long time to really own up to the fact that something wasn’t quite right. I was 29 before I decided that I had to do something to combat the nervous energy that was constantly running through my body. I had read that knitting was a great way to release pent up anxiety and calm a person down. That’s when I decided to learn.

I took to it quickly; mastering the stitching in a week or so and creating anything that looked fun and new. This is truly where my dream of having a blog and an Etsy shop began. However, I learned pretty quickly that my knitting would likely never grow beyond basic projects. Being left handed in the knitting world is almost a taboo. While there are people who are very successful as lefty knitters and those that have learned to crochet as a righty, I knew I would likely never be one of those people. For a little while, I gave up knitting and creating all together.

Then my Anxiety and Depression got worse.

First, I ignored it. Everyone gets anxious, right? Who was I to think that my issues held any more weight over someone else’s? I was just going to have to suck it up and deal with it. I lived like that for a long time. It was painful every single day and I wouldn’t wish that sort pain (mental and physical) on anybody. Mental Health wasn’t something I was well educated on as a child. My family never spoke about it and I was never taught about the importance of self care. It took me a long time to see how important it is.

In the spring os 2015 I finally got the help that I so long deserved. I found a fantastic therapist who I still see today and a psychiatrist that works closely with me to ensure my meds are working the best they can so I can fight these diseases.


As time went on I felt ready to create again. This time, however, I wanted to learn how to crochet. I bought my first set of hooks off Amazon and started to learn the day I got them. Having been a knitter for a few years prior to picking up a crochet hook, things came easily. I created my first granny square blanket in a weekend and was off to work on learning even more.

I’ve come a long way since then, finding so much joy in seeing projects come together and even more pleasure in gifting items I’ve created. When my anxiety gets the best of me (as it probably always will, sometimes), I just start creating.

I opened up my Etsy Shop in March and have been working on my inventory ever since. At times I am taken back to those hot summer days with mom. I can understand now why she would start her projects so early and why those VHS tapes of Christmas movies helped motivate her. It’s even better that I have a crochet buddy that’s so close to me. We can “talk shop” whenever we want.

Take a Journey With Me

This journey has just started, and I would love it if you stuck around to take it with me. Anxiety and depression are not diseases you need to “just deal with.” Unfortunately, it took me years to realize this; but the amazing thing about it is that in finally standing up to myself and fighting back I’ve found a love for creating.

I’ve learned to turn my Anxiety into Art.