The moments go by. I marvel at friends’ hair loss, my dad’s newfound tendency to go to bed before 9, my cracking knee. I view this time through sepia, colors gray and darken, edges disappear, focus fuzzes. We were all just kids waiting for Santa Claus, and not that long ago. Time hastens us,…Continue Reading
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Remembering to Say Thank You
I know I wrote this a few years ago, but look, even I know when it’s time to say thank you to those who understand what you are trying to do with your website; who agree to advertise even though your content may be affectionately referred to as “cheeky” or “hmmmmm…” It was always…Continue Reading
I Am…
{{My PROMPTuesday submission…}} I am angel heart and devil fire Seeing eyes and burning soul I am trapeze and open hands I am mother and motherless I am gravel and soil Pasture and sheep I am traveler I am home
My Kid is Gifted
Turbo hilarity here!
PROMPTuesday #140: Where I Am
This PROMPT is based on one I wrote in 2008. As I said then: “I think this started as a meme. I’ve read several outstanding versions of it over the last year, and I thought I’d like to offer it as a PROMPTuesday, so… I am. This week, tell us who you are,…Continue Reading
Melodiusnessessness (Which is more than one melodious)
(This is a re-post from 2009 because my head hurts and I like music. Really, those are the two reasons.) I’ve oft professed my undying love for music. As an angsty adolescent, I laid in bed with earphones every night, my yellow Sony walkman clasped in my hands, listening to the Little River…Continue Reading
Smartly…AGAIN
Once more…I have a previously posted piece up there on The Smartly SoCal. Maybe you’ll like it, maybe you won’t. But we can still be friends, right?
PROMPTuesday #139: Remember Me Well
It was Spring 2006 and I was eight months pregnant with Booger. I’d signed up for a weekly discussion group through my church and showed up for the first meeting a little nervous and a lot unsure. I knew I wanted to connect with people in my community, and church seemed a good a place…Continue Reading
Spies Like Us
I was just thinking how easy it is now to “spy” on people: You look up your ex on Facebook, peruse his/her family photo albums, watch people’s Twitter streams to see what they’re doing any given second of the day, and read blogs of people you haven’t met, but know intimately just the same. The…Continue Reading
Moving On
I thought maybe we could know each other. As if perhaps I understood you on some level you didn’t see yourself. I knew your history, your reputation, shall we say; your penchant for sardonic wit and condescending elitism, but still, I passed it off as socially awkward, insecurity, deep sadness. I stood up for…Continue Reading
Naturally
You do what comes naturally. Hug your children, cook your meals. You spend several year-long minutes tying a knot because there’s beauty in the details and comfort in the time taken. You lose yourself alone in the quiet, possibly humbled, laid low and bare. Not speaking unless there is something to say. You find…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #138: In a Flash
Way back in April 2008, I introduced PROMPTuesday. Looking back, I see that I never ever not ever issued the prompt included in that introduction. So now I am: It’s a doozy. You ready? Write some flash fiction (write for three minutes, then stop.) These are your prompts: “Egg” and “Horror genre.”…Continue Reading
