Wednesday, March 25, 2026
My Writing Process: How I Create Tarot Spreads
Wednesday, March 18, 2026
Progress! (+ a couple new poems I wrote)
- Rugrats
- Doug
- Rocko's Modern Life
And I have started on Tiny Toon Adventures as of this writing!
It is to be noted that there will be no art work used from the cartoons themselves. That would take a longer and headachy process with Paramount, Warner Brothers, etc. But I have used clip art in Canva that represents the cartoon or theme of the spread.
"Sarah, I have a confession. I’ve only been sober for three weeks since leaving the hospital. I’m sorry I have been a terrible accountability buddy. And honestly, you sound like where I am with alcohol. I’m mad that I’ve had to empty $30 worth of beer as part of my treatment plan. $30 that could have gone toward actual food, instead of my dis-ease. And it’s all because I am a ticking time bomb. And you are also a ticking time bomb. People in recovery are ticking time bombs. Anything can set us off track. But it’s up to us not to light the fuse.”
I love, love, love this! Because it is raw and carries a heavy sense of personal responsibility. It's also a high-pressure way to view oneself. I think it captures the hyper-sensitivity that often comes with early or difficult recovery. You expose your "nerves" when you strip away a primary coping mechanism. Minor inconveniences can feel like existential threats because the emotional skin is thin.
It also rejects the idea that a person is a passive victim of their triggers. It places the matches firmly in the individual's hands. It's an assertion of willpower and ownership.
Of course, there are two sides to this coin. There is the stress of vigilance. If you constantly see yourself as a "time bomb", you are living in a state of perpetual high alert. That kind of stress can actually shorten the fuse you're trying to protect.
And then there is the "explosion" myth. Framing a relapse or a setback as an "explosion" makes it sound final and catastrophic. In reality, recovery is usually less like a bomb and more like a car. Sometimes you stall, sometimes you get a flat. But you can usually get it back on the road if you don't walk away from the vehicle.
This is a great quote for accountability. It's a "no-excuses" mantra. Which is how I have viewed my recovery from bipolar disorder. I know I am in charge of letting what situation or person light my fuse. I decide to "explode" or I decide to hold the matches and use a coping mechanism such as journaling or creating.
I feel like a lot of people in recovery can relate to this feeling. I'm sure I'm not the only one who feels this way, I'm sure.
Now that I've shared my excitement over my projects. I'll treat you all to a couple of poems I am proud of that I've written recently.
Noise
By: Samantha Jean Tate
The constant yelling. The screaming. The sirens blaring. The fireworks booming. The constant mouths running. Every opinion not wanted. It's all noise. Noise I can't stand. Noise, noise, noise. No one knows And will never understand. All the noise I've got To put up with.
Masks By: Samantha Jean Tate
Wake me up When the world peels off Their masks Wake me up When we hold politicians Accountable For sex crimes they commit
Wake me up
When the world is not
On fire
Where power is restored
To the people
And the average Joe,
Aquafina,
Valentina,
and Betty Sue
plus Rainbow, too
are free.
Wednesday, March 11, 2026
What Writing Revealed About the Love I Accepted
Writing poetry didn't make me stronger. It made me honest.
I didn't realize how much I was settling until I saw my words in print.
I accepted emotional inconsistency and called it complexity. I fell in love with potential instead of reality. I shrank my values and standards because being chosen—even halfway—felt better than being alone. I was grateful for the breadcrumbs lovers gave me, even though they left me starving.
On the page, I wrote about how messy my love life was. I had ah-ha moments as I wrote my poetry piece by piece, confessing all my relationship patterns. I realized then that my self-worth was the issue.
I didn't see myself as worthy of a true, loving, fulfilling, consistent, emotionally available relationship. I kept getting into the same patterns I've helped navigate clients in my tarot reading practice out of. And I knew I needed to do better. I deserve better. And my values mattered to me.
Poetry can stay hidden. Self-publishing cannot. I decided to self-publish my first poetry book, GROWTH: A Healing Journey of Poetry and Prose in September 2024. I didn't think twice about it. I knew I had to put it out there to fully heal.
Putting my poetry out there for others to read helped keep me accountable from repeating the same relationship patterns. It also helped me connect with others and belong to a community.
I know my worth now. I will no longer be a side girl, fall in love with potential, ignore red flags, and settle for emotional inconsistency ever again. Instead, I hold myself to a higher standard and embrace single life. And that is where the healing journey begins...
Wednesday, March 4, 2026
Works In Progress: Stuff I'm Currently Working On
- An untitled romance novel based on my 2024 psych ward experience.
- A collection of poetry based on Autumn/Fall
- Saturday Morning Tarot: Tarot Spreads for Your Inner 90s Child
So that is what I am working on. I'm going to update as soon as I make more progress.
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