Author: Sarra Cannon

Have you ever noticed that sometimes anticipation only leads to disappointment? There are just these moments in our lives that are impossible to recreate, you know? But when a similar opportunity comes around, we anticipate that it could be just as wonderful as the last time. That excitement and preparation, however, sometimes kills it or adds too much anxiety to make it joyful. I have noticed this with vacations before, for example. I remember the very first time my family went to Panama City Beach. I was in fifth grade and Mom picked us all up early from school on…

Is it crazy that I’m this excited about a game? This is a question I’ve been asking myself for the past several years, really. I never saw myself as a gamer. Sure, we had the Nintendo when I was little, just like everyone else. And I definitely enjoyed playing it. But once I got a little bit older, then went off to college, there were so many other things I wanted to do with my time. I didn’t have a PC in college, or a console, for that matter. Several years later, however, I met my crazy ex-husband, who then…

Yesterday, as G and I were watching the Olympic coverage on NBC, it occurred to me that the Biathlon is the single most zombie-conscious sport in the games. Think about it. It focuses on two main events – cross-country skiing and shooting. Skiing directly relates to endurance, stamina, and cardio. If you can ski 10 km faster than anyone else, then you can most certainly outrun a zombie. Hell, you can probably even outrun an entire horde with that kind of endurance. The shooting speaks for itself. I mean, these people have to hit five tiny targets practically dead center…

I’m hoping for a fantastic weekend. First of all, therapy was great yesterday. Considering the fact that I pretty much randomly selected a psychologist from the internet, it was amazing, really. She basically said that since my life is pretty much in order right now and I’m in a happy, supportive environment, it’s the perfect time to finally deal with all these issues that I’ve so far been unable to resolve. That’s a good sign, I think, and I’m ready to get to work on those things. It makes me feel as if things are heading in the right direction….

I start therapy today. To be honest, I’ve been nervous about this for most of the week. I’m nervous about spilling everything to a stranger. I’m nervous about whether she can really help me or if it will be a waste of money. I’m scared what I might find out about myself. I’m scared it will get worse before it gets better.

Yesterday, I spent most of the morning dying a purple streak into my hair. Why? Well, sometimes you just need a change, for one. Also, the heroine in the book I’m writing has purple streaks in her hair, and I am hoping that by having this in common with her, I will someone be more connected to her. Of course, I don’t know how I can expect to me more connected to a girl I created in the first place, but what the hell. Anything is worth a shot. Being relatively new to the process of dying my own hair…