Do people read on Saturdays?

What’s usually associated with weekends in LA are hang overs and beach days so I’m sure at some point someone is reading something.. It’s Saturday and I’m up before My Love in order to get some work done. My Cat Haku and I watch a man below our balcony weed-whack the side of our streetContinue reading “Do people read on Saturdays?”

Shamefully, I write this post

2 weeks; ugh. I hate missing weeks. It just shows me how much of importance my writing is to me. I need to write. Yesterday I came back from The Poconos with My Love. We enjoyed a week of humidity, hilarity, & family. Now that I think about it, I don’t think I’ve mentioned myContinue reading “Shamefully, I write this post”

I’ve been spending these past couple of days sick to my stomach

over stupidity. I wish I was joking and maybe it’s my own bullshit. I lay in bed because what else can I do besides work? Recently I’ve taken back up my 日本語 studies. If you’ve been with me since I first arrived in this state 2 years ago, you’d know how hard I was studyingContinue reading “I’ve been spending these past couple of days sick to my stomach”

It’s Monday…

And I think about the things I’ve been saying these past couple of weeks; Things are getting easier yet harder. I wonder if that’s still true. I think about my most recent choice in life, the one mentioned in last weeks post, and wonder how much easier/harder it’s made everything. I feel I’m at theContinue reading “It’s Monday…”

I have to remind myself that the Era I live in, is the Era I’m meant to be in

I spend many moments throughout my days, feeling the slight anxiousness of a fast-paced society. I think about leaving the city–as I have before; I imagine my self living a penniless life, somewhere in the mountains, surviving off the land. This is how I keep the awareness of my stillness, always. I think to myself.Continue reading “I have to remind myself that the Era I live in, is the Era I’m meant to be in”

This month I broke my own heart, again.

And made a choice that’ll be hard to not regret. My life is about to change immensely and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t scared to death. In 2 days, I’ll be moving into my own studio apartment in LA; the same day I will be releasing the first chapter of what willContinue reading “This month I broke my own heart, again.”

The Diary of a Bodhisattva

Saturday, Sept. 15th, was the official release date of my first zine, The Diary of a Bodhisattva. Without a table rented, my love and I sat on the floor of LB Zine Fest and handed out my hemp string-bound zine; The Diary of a Bodhisattva is a zine created by thewritingsofnatalia filled with thoughts and wordsContinue reading “The Diary of a Bodhisattva”

Stream of consciousness #1

Are writers even writers anymore? Or do we try so hard to be? We write, yes we write, but why not without the claim to be? I can’t stand the title writer. Or the sense of being a certain person in particular. I write, oh yes I write, though do I have to play theContinue reading “Stream of consciousness #1”

All mornings feel the same.

Whether you’re in downtown Long Beach, or the Lower East Side of Manhattan in New York City. Its 6:22 in the morning and I am walking to work. My shift may start at 6:45, but I couldn’t take my chances with the bus. It’s foggy down here in LB, so when I first walked out,Continue reading “All mornings feel the same.”

“Zines” Step 1:

So as I said in one of my previous posts, I was thinking about starting my own “zine”. Well, I decided I will. They are quite popular here in Long Beach—maybe California in general. For those who don’t know what a zine is, they are handmade magazines/comics, usually duplicated with a copy machine, and broughtContinue reading ““Zines” Step 1:”