Tommie Wendall

Category: Drunk’s Corner

  • Not Alone

    Not Alone

    As I emerged into adulthood, I learned that bullying doesn’t stop at high school. Bullying shifts and changes form. 

  • Return from Hiatus

    Gotta love life as a writer with a day job! Things were going along smoothly for a while, then three weeks ago, two things happened. One of our volunteer drivers took a couple of vacations and the EMS gods made life a little more than interesting. I will say that I’ve now been on four…

  • Update for February 2023

    I hate this kind of post, especially for a blog. I love and hate attention seeking. Yes, it’s nice to be recognized, but with recognition comes the risk of being put down. This last week I realized this holds me back from completing stories. If I want an excuse, one will appear since writing is…

  • Adios 2022!

    I can’t say 2022 was the most eventful or adventurous year of my life, but it certainly saw one of my lifetime lows and a couple of its highs.

  • Where Have I Been?

    …many people have given me the same sage advice that you can’t please everyone. However, when that way of thinking is part of your core programming, you literally can’t shut it off…

  • Nanowrimo Plan 2022

    Nanowrimo Plan 2022

    The last time I tackled a novel for a third time, I finally finished the story with enough content worth editing, and it became my second book.

  • Arrogant People

    Arrogant People

    I’ve made poor choices in life and dealt with the consequences, including criticism, without hiding behind someone, which is all the more reason I hold no obligation to feel sorry for her.

  • Gators in the Swimming Hole

    Children of parents with personality disorders are conditioned to a certain level of abuse.

  • Flickering Gaslights

    Flickering Gaslights

    After years recovering from the last place that gaslighted me into an identity crisis, I’m finally able to rely on my training without second guessing my actions.

  • Volunteer Services’ Worst Enemy

    I’ve been burned out more times than I care to admit and resorted to several self-destructive behaviors. I can’t say I would encourage anyone to do what I do for a living.