I was trying to catch up on my blog reading…it’s late Thursday/early Friday and I really ought to be in bed right now. I’m heading out for Lori Foster’s event in a few hours, although by the time this posts, it will be…um, Monday? I think?
Yeah. that’s what I’m planning. But anyway.
I was catching up on my blogging and I was skimming the blog over at The Bloggess’s blog and saw this one… It comes around…and around… it’s a lovely post. You should read it. Jenny, the Bloggess, has dealt with depression a lot in her life and she’s got a way of approaching it that’s just… there.
I’ve also dealt with depression I’ve never been as low as some people, thank God, but that knowledge that you’re not alone…it’s a good thing. Sometimes it can be the only thing.
The last few lines of this particular blog are just… beautiful. I’ll post here. But you need to go read it.
This post isn’t about depression.
It’s about laughing in spite of the rain.
It’s about laughing because of the rain.
Jenny, The Bloggess
She’s also going to be one of the few non-fiction writers I read. I’m not much into non-fiction. I’ve got enough reality in my life. But I’m reading her.