WTF is Sardonica?!
I'm so glad you asked!
Sardonica (särˈdänikə): literature or art intended to be cynical, ironic or satirical, and arouse laughter in spite of crippling depression
It's the word I've penned for my own style of writing. It's an acquired taste.
I have lived a very strange life which I think gives me a unique story and an interesting perspective on life. There are nuggets of wisdom in my ramblings as there are flecks of comedic relief.
You might like it. Check it out!
Or don't...Whatever.
I Suck at This (series)
I Suck at This is an autobiographical series of "anti-self help" books, each with their own theme and core message.
I have trouble learning from my own mistakes, so instead I'm going to put that on you all to figure out. Kidding. Sort of. Not kidding.
Maybe you're like me, you're lonely, depressed, at a Denny's on a Tuesday with your pants off...
Think of me as your weird, inappropriate friend who does and says all the things that a rational person filters out first. I've fucked around and found out, now I'm reporting back!
I jibber, I jabber, I get off track but I eventually find my way back. If I were to flatter myself, I'd squish myself somewhere between Charles Bukowski and David Sedaris. How I write is emotionally visceral, physically raw, bitingly critical, and wittily insightful.
If you're interested in reading a novel point of view, please check out my work!
Part I: Mommy Mayhem
Do you ever just feel...lost? Like you can’t do anything right? Especially as a parent? In giving parenting your all, you can sometimes feel like you’ve lost yourself.
What happened to the fun-loving, wild child who lived for years as a nomad in California and Alaska?
What happened to the free spirit who believed she had free will? She’s still there.
Under the quieted and restrained façade of a single parent to a thrice-exceptional child, she’s still there. She’s endured the pains of child birth. She closeted so much of herself away to put her son first. She restrained opinions and observed the curiosities of young life (like her son’s perhaps unhealthy proclivities for women’s feet). But, I am still here.
This is my voice. This is my lost and found declaration of self! ...and this is only the beginning.
Part II: Mind, Body & Soulless
I'm not a good person. I try to be, but I'm not.
I'm eccentric and neurotic. I have anxiety and depression. I struggle to make decisions and friends, as well as keep jobs and relationships. I've had multiple eating disorders throughout my life and have self-diagnosed myself with OCD and Asperger's Syndrome.
I'm also a hypochondriac.
Maybe in diving into the heart of my own dysfunction, you'll find your own. At the very least, you'll know you're not alone.
Sometimes that's what you need the most.
More titles to look for in the I Suck at This series...
Love Stinks
To All the Places I've LΦVED Before
Strange Times
...coming soon!
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