About Mahala

I've been sharing my life on Hidden Mahala since 2006. That's a long time telling stories about life in Frog Pond Holler. I've shared tales about co-workers at The Cubicle Asylum, some of the townies and my ever present kinfolk. Readers who have been around since the beginning probably know more about my personal life than they ever wanted to, but I've done my best, most of the time, to keep them laughing.

In 2016, after my Cubicle Asylum liberation and a family tragedy overlapped, something changed. I don't know how to explain it exactly. I stopped sleeping at night, I broke down in tears if I tried to go to the Dollar Store, I'd freak out if I saw anyone I knew in town. Facebook, Twitter.. all social media, kept me in an emotional wad. I had to take a step back

My brain just.... broke.

Writing, my one escape from the bullshit around me, became impossible. I couldn't think of words, nothing was funny. I had lost my mojo.

Now, over a year later, I'm trying to dig my way back to the surface, back to the sunlight.

Moving Forward
So bear with me as I struggle to find my mojo. I know it's still in there, I just need to dig it out. I hope I can help you forget the clusterfuck that is our world today, even if just for a few minutes. That's my real goal.

We'll talk again soon. Hope to see you in The Holler.

Later Taters!