Mom was a Jungian—sort of. A World War II-era psychiatric nurse, she understood there are times when talking through a problem simply wasn’t enough.

Don’t expect me to rip the bandage off any dark secrets in this year’s #HoldOntoTheLight essay. No, I’m not blowing off the campaign. Yes, there’s a blog ahead. But I’m not going to beat myself up about it. I’m snuffling…

A blog post in support of #HoldOnToTheLight SF/F Authors and Fans for Mental Wellness