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Meet MJ

Hey, I’m MJ — writer, bookish babe, Swiftie soul, and full-time chaos coordinator. I live in Canada, where I work as a cannabis budtender (think bartender, but for weed — way more chill, way better music). It’s a job that pays the bills, sparks weirdly deep convos with strangers, and gives me endless character inspiration for the novel I keep promising myself I’ll finish. Eventually.

When I’m not slinging sativa or reorganizing my TBR pile for the fifth time this week, I’m working on my debut romance novel — full of big feelings, complicated characters, and that emotionally unhinged slow-burn energy. The kind of story you want to cry over, underline, and then text your best friend about at 2am.

I’m a lesbian in a long-distance relationship that could honestly be its own plotline. I live with my cat Theon (yes, like Game of Thrones — no, I don’t regret it), who absolutely thinks he runs the show. He doesn’t, but I let him pretend.

This little corner of the internet — The Pot Ponderer — is my creative dumping ground. I started it after years of trying to squeeze myself into boxes that never fit. Eventually, I said “screw the box,” lit a joint, and gave myself permission to be a little messy, a little too much, and completely myself. That means stoner musings with emotional depth, big thoughts in lowercase, long-winded posts about Taylor Swift lyrics, and millennial spirals wrapped in pop culture and queer joy.

Life in my 30s is a beautiful, chaotic, very gay ride. I’m just trying to figure it out like everyone else. Some days I’m thriving. Most days I’m winging it. But I believe in soft places to land, slow growth, and storytelling as survival.

The Blog

The Pot Ponderer is where all my thoughts go to spiral. It's the digital extension of my brain: part stoner reflection, part millennial burnout journal, part pop culture rant. I started it because I needed a space to be messy, honest, creative — and maybe overshare just a little.

​​Writing has always been how I process the world. This blog gives me room to

explore everything from stoned existential questions and emotional tangents to queer identity, romantic ideation, and the occasional chaotic Swiftie essay. It’s here I go to figure things out — or at least say them out loud.​Some posts are deep and emotional.

 

Some are unhinged and borderline shitposts. Most are somewhere in between. But they’re all rooted in that craving to connect, to create, and to feel understood — even if it’s just by strangers on the internet.​

The Pot Ponderer isn’t about having it all together. It’s about writing through the mess, the magic, and the mayhem of figuring it all out. And if you happen to see yourself in the middle of it — hey, same.

The Book(s)

The Vlog

Writing isn’t just something I do — it’s how I survive. It’s how I process, connect, escape, and come home to myself. I've been telling stories since I was a kid, starting with a busted typewriter I bought at a garage sale for a dollar. The keys stuck, the ribbon was dry, and nothing I wrote made much sense — but I was obsessed. There was magic in the act of putting words to page, even back then. There still is.

Now, I’m working on two novels that have slowly become extensions of me: Project Hunter and Project Skyler. These aren’t just stories — they’re emotional maps I’ve been drawing for years. They’re how I’ve worked through grief, love, healing, shame, and the long-ass road to self-worth. Every draft pulls something deeper out of me.

Project Hunter is the heart of it all — a story about love and healing, but also about the hard stuff: forgiveness, fear, learning to let people in when you’ve been hurt before. It’s tender. It’s raw. It’s the light you crawl toward after surviving yourself.

Project Skyler, though... that’s the one that lingers. It’s the quieter shadow — a story about the things we keep buried, the silence that stretches between us, the ache of not knowing how to ask for what you need. It’s about the dark nights you think will swallow you, and the quiet kind of hope that sometimes whispers instead of shouts.

These books are made of late-night writing sessions, notes on my phone I can barely read back, and sentences that wrecked me to write. They’re fiction, yeah — but they’re also real. And maybe one day soon, I’ll be brave enough to let them out into the world.

Until then, I’ll keep writing. Because I don’t really know how not to.

Vlogging has always been my second love—a space where I get to hit pause on the chaos and just be real. It’s where I share the messy, the hilarious, and the deeply personal moments that don’t always make it into my writing. Whether it’s unpacking life’s wild twists, sharing stoner brain ramblings, or letting my cat steal the spotlight, vlogging has been my unfiltered diary to the world.

Even though writing has taken center stage lately, I never stopped craving that camera time. So, here we are—Season 2 of Keeping Up with Kass is live and ready to roll. Expect cozy messes, raw laughs, and that signature GirlyStonerPop flair you didn’t know you needed. It’s like reality TV crashed a journal entry party, and honestly? It’s pure magic.

If you haven’t caught Season 1 yet, now’s the perfect time to binge and get caught up. Because this isn’t just a comeback—it’s a full-on reboot with way more heart, chaos, and good vibes.

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Saskatchewan, Canada

girlystonerpop@gmail.com

© 2024 by K. MJ Winchester
Crafted with Cannabis,

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