I’m writing this five years later, in a house that finally feels like mine. Coffee cold, dog snoring, wife playing Stardew Valley in the…

I’m writing this five years later, in a house that finally feels like mine. Coffee cold, dog snoring, wife playing Stardew Valley in the…

How falling for my best friend at 40 shattered every rule I thought I had to follow.

Neurospicy queer mom writing through chaos—trans kids, healing, identity, mental health & getting sh*t done. ☕ buymeacoffee.com/lisamjordan. Click to read Progress in Pieces, a Substack publication. L...

This post is part of my series on authenticity, identity, and the cost of visibility. If you're new here, start with "Two Months Quiet" to understand why I disappeared—and what brought me back louder than before. Next in the series: Here’s what happens after you show people your scars: Your brain spends 72 hours cataloging every reason why that was a spectacularly bad idea.

“I disappeared for two months because I was drowning, and I’m done pretending that’s a metaphor.” August brought me 27 doctor's appointments in 21 days. Because finally, a doctor was listening to me. Finally, someone agreed that this isn’t “just fibromyalgia.” And the sleep study. That one was a bit unexpected. I knew I probably had sleep apnea. I have always snored.

Introduction: I’ve tried everything—timers, to-do apps, bullet journals, color-coded calendars that looked like a unicorn exploded. None of it stuck. I would stick with it for a few hours, a few days, maybe even a few weeks, but eventually it just… didn’t click. If you’re neurodivergent like me (ADHD, autism, the full quirky cocktail), you probably know the feeling: trying to cram your chaos-brain into someone else’s rigid box and wondering why it keeps catching fire.

Welcome to the Roller Coaster You’ve probably heard the term “neurodivergent” buzzing around lately. It’s a fancy way of saying someone’s brain works differently—autism, ADHD, dyslexia, or some other beautiful variant. And when it comes to teens? Oh, buckle up, buttercup, because the ride gets wild. As the parent of a neurodivergent teen (and two who have recently reached adulthood), I won’t sugarcoat it: this journey is messy, unpredictable, and sometimes downright exhausting.

🌈 SPOTLIGHT TIME: The Pride Keychain 🔑Because subtlety is so last season. This bold little beauty isn’t just a keychain—it’s a declaration. Whether you're out, loud, and proud, or the fiercest ally on the block, this handcrafted rainbow packs a whole lot of power into one vibrant clip. ✨ Durable✨ Eye-catching✨ Unapologetically queer Hook it on your keys.

Ah, the eternal question. Right after “So, are you still writing that book?” and “How many personalities live in your head?” comes the fan favorite: “Where do you get your ideas?” Short answer? Everywhere.Long answer? From trauma, late-night existential dread, ADHD hyperfixations, and that one weird dream I had in 2009 about a haunted vending machine. Some writers outline. Some channel divine inspiration.

A collection of short stories about pushing through the chaos. One More Step is Rhonda Jordan’s fierce and unflinching dive into the messy, beautiful moments that test us all. These short stories don’t sugarcoat life—they dig into the grit, the weirdness, and the raw humanity beneath. From surreal twists to grounded emotional beats, this collection explores resilience, identity, and the small but powerful steps we take forward—even when everything feels like it’s falling apart.

This bracelet has an approximate diameter of 7 inches. It is crafted with purple, black, and gray glass beads, complemented by a beautiful shimmering heart charm. Made on purple stretch cord, the design helps minimize the risk of breakage from overstretching.

Welcome to the Chaos Circus Some days, I wake up with a shit-ton of pain, half-forget what I was doing, and realize I’m already five tabs deep in my brain by the time I’ve got my coffee in hand. It’s like walking into a room, forgetting why you went in, and just standing there like, “Well, fuck it.”One minute, I’m smashing it—creative, productive, feeling like I’m on top of the world.

We all have things that scare the shit out of us. Some are silly. Others are deep-seated, soul-clutching, existential-dread-level fears. Hell, I once knew someone terrified of broccoli. Yeah—that broccoli. The tiny green tree full of vitamins. Go figure. Me? One of my biggest, most paralyzing fears is this: That I’ll leave this life without ever doing something that mattered.

Ask the right Questions; Get the right ANSIR... The Anomalous Natural and Supernatural Institute of Research is hiring. Enter their halls, examine the company manual closely, and learn the tools of the trade. Study the records and stories of those trying to escape (or learning to live with) the things that live in the margins. There's a position waiting--ask inside, if interested. Book One of the Tethered Children series.

— A YA themed dark satire. A psychological thrill ride. A mirror held up to the chaos. Some stories are born from inspiration. This one? From fury, frustration, and a desperate need to scream into the void. Meet Score Drop—a sharp-tongued, middle-finger-to-the-system psychological satire that cuts deeper than you think. Why this story matters (in the author’s own words)

Chaos, caffeine, and character arcs. People always ask what our writing process looks like.Do we plot?Do we pants?Do we stare at the blinking cursor and cry? Yes. To all of it. Writing, for both of us, is equal parts ritual and rebellion. It's messy. It's unpredictable. It's a whole vibe. For Lisa:Writing comes in bursts and spurts.

What’s your number worth? In a world where every teen is branded with a behavioral score, perfection isn’t just expected—it’s required. Drop below 70 and you disappear. No warnings. No appeals. Just gone. Enter Jamie. She didn’t ask to be a revolutionary. She just wanted to keep her little brother safe. But when he’s targeted by the system, Jamie hacks the score grid—and instantly becomes public enemy number one.

A Dystopian YA Thriller by Lisa M. Jordan Every teen is branded with a behavior score at 14. Stay above 70, and life goes on. Drop below it? You disappear—quietly, permanently, no questions asked. Jamie was just trying to stay invisible. Keep her head down, follow the rules, survive. But when her little brother's score nosedives and he's marked for removal, Jamie does the unthinkable—she hacks the system to save him.

F*CK The Timeline: Essays From a Late-Blooming Life is a raw, unfiltered collection of truth-telling for anyone who's ever felt like they showed up to life "late." Coming out. Starting over. Choosing yourself. These aren't tidy, Hallmark-movie moments—they're messy, painful, and powerful as hell. In these fierce, vulnerable essays, Lisa M. Jordan cracks open the myths about timing, identity, motherhood, queerness, and what it means to finally be seen.

F*CK The Timeline: Essays From a Late-Blooming Life is a raw, unfiltered collection of truth-telling for anyone who's ever felt like they showed up to life "late." Coming out. Starting over. Choosing yourself. These aren't tidy, Hallmark-movie moments—they're messy, painful, and powerful as hell. In these fierce, vulnerable essays, Lisa M. Jordan cracks open the myths about timing, identity, motherhood, queerness, and what it means to finally be seen.