Hi, I’m Angel. I’m chronically creative, unapologetically winging it, and very glad you’re here.
I’m a writer, crocheter, cat lady, and lifelong spoonie living in the Tri-Cities, Washington — originally from Monroe, Louisiana, which means I carry a little Southern Gothic in my bones wherever I go.
The honest version of my story
I’ve had health issues since before I was one year old. My mom had to go back to work, daycare happened, something triggered what I now call my chronic storm — a tangle of hEDS, MCAS, and Sjögren’s syndrome that took about 40 years to name correctly. For most of my life, doctors called it allergies. Or anxiety. Or something they couldn’t quite explain. The diagnoses came slowly, incompletely, and not without a fight.
I’m also AuDHD — officially ADHD and bipolar, because the medical system loves to give women half the picture. It explains a lot about how I create, how I crash, and why this blog exists at all.
I’m still fighting some of those battles. But I’ve also spent more than 20 years writing about what it’s like to live in a body that doesn’t cooperate — and somewhere along the way, writing became the thing that kept me sane. Then crochet joined the party. Then a Southern Gothic novel dictated in a 48-hour fever dream. And here we are.
“Winging it” isn’t a cute motto. It’s how I actually live. I don’t make concrete plans. I hedge on almost everything because I genuinely don’t know how I’ll feel tomorrow. I’ve learned to stretch resources, adapt on the fly, and find beauty in the messy middle of figuring it out.
The household
I share my life with my husband, my son, and three cats who have very strong opinions about everything:
Arry
My skittish gray shadow and quiet muse. She supervises from a safe distance.
Sansa
My husband’s dainty calico with impeccable taste and zero tolerance for nonsense.
Cersei
My son’s orange tornado. She believes every box is a throne and she’s not wrong.
What this blog actually is
Angel Wings It is for people who are creative in spite of their circumstances — or sometimes because of them. You’ll find crochet patterns designed for brain fog days, honest writing about chronic illness life, cozy lifestyle content that doesn’t pretend everything is fine, and the occasional deep dive into whatever I’m currently obsessed with (spirituality, dark cottagecore, fictional worlds — I contain multitudes).
Nothing here is perfectly polished. That’s on purpose. If you came looking for a perfectly curated aesthetic feed, I’m probably not your girl. But if you want someone who tells the truth about what it’s like to make things when your body is complicated? Pull up a chair.
chronically creativespoonie lifecrochet & fiber artscozy livinghEDS · MCAS · Sjögren’sfiction writerAuDHDcat lady
You might belong here if…
You’re the kind of person who has a basket of yarn next to the couch because sometimes that’s as far as a project gets. You’ve Googled your own symptoms at 2am. You love beautiful, cozy things but your budget and your energy are both limited. You’re spiritual in your own way. You have animals who understand you better than most people do. You’re creative — deeply, stubbornly creative — even on the days when everything hurts.
If any of that sounds like you: welcome home. I’ve been winging it for a long time and I’m happy to have company.
— Angel
Arry – My skittish gray shadow and quiet muse.
Cersei – My son’s orange tornado who believes every box is a throne.
Sansa – My husband’s dainty calico with impeccable taste.
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Have a question, want to collaborate, or just want to say hi? Reach out at angel@angelwingit.com or follow along on Pinterest and Instagram for daily inspiration.