Currently, many of my posts are addressed to this woman, and even the title of my Substack is “Dear Elloise”. That has been a fairly recent change for me. I was trying to be a big girl and write larger, more eloquent pieces wince joining Substack but reality is that most days, I put my shorts on inside out and writing big girl pieces is just not something that I am really great at.
What I am great at, most of the time, is firing off entires with a lack of punctuation, piled up with cuss words and run on sentences. That is honestly how I was writing in my paper journal. It was raw. Emotional. Silly. Me. And while I love to challenge myself in the great big world of high quality writers, it was more important to me to form a good habit of journaling. Periods be damned.
I made the decision to change things here on my stack as a result.
I know that my old school “diary” type entries won’t be everyone’s cup of tea but honestly, I am not here to make anyone happy. I am here to share my life. Period.
It’s a pretty rad life - if I am being honest. My stack is filled with my randomness, as I’m sure you will notice. I have named my journal, Elloise because I imagine the forehead smacks, the eyeballs and the smoking of long skinny cigarettes that my journal does while it is processing the shit-pile of craziness that I share. She also drinks. A lot. It is what it is.
My stack. My rules.
This is Elloise….in her glorious online form. Hope you enjoy.
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