I don’t know why, but I thought of this today: There was a field. Long green grass, not the tickly kind. The hushed whoosh of water off in the vast distance. Skies with wispy clouds, for imagining animals. Yes it was quiet, but still flush with sounds beneath the surface, a gopher digging, a…Continue Reading
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Not For Me
What? All I did was turn on the stove. Well it’s official. I could never be a teacher. Actually, it’s probably best if I don’t ever teach, instruct, or otherwise guide small children. Or people in general. Or living things with faces. Today was a particularly painful lesson in becoming…Continue Reading
Building
Writing sweats it out of you, sometimes turnip blood, sometimes holy water, but the act is always a birth, a labor to be endured with sturdy legs and open mouth. There’s such pain rooted in the craft, which is inexorably tied to bliss, both binding together in a paroxysm of creation. A single burst of…Continue Reading
Is Your Spirit Transforming? A Handy Guide.
I find myself in a bit of a transformation. I say “a bit,” because I tend to take to these things slowly, instead of speeding full throttle into change. Still, I can’t deny that certain situations and people have been put in my life at a time when I am ready to be different, and…Continue Reading
Wyoming: A Heartbreak Story, Part Three
Part One Here Part Two Here Big Jerk and I sped down the road to Vegas with blue skies above and heat shimmering off the asphalt. The day burned hot, and as the sun rose higher, my teeny Hyundai shuddered and shook from trying to process the 100-degree air outside. I kept a wary…Continue Reading
Protected: I’m Out
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Unfinished, Part…Eh. Forget It.
{{Hi! I wrote this in August 2009! And never continued it! Just musing on that in between thinking about how I still haven’t finished the Big Jerk series either. Does someone have some aerosol motivation to blow my way?}} The summer wound down with a pop. We knew it was coming, but when those…Continue Reading
Cage Match! ENFP vs. DOPE
My husband’s been working from home for the last week or so and it’s been very, um, enlightening. Thanks to Fragrant Liar’s recent post, it occurred to me to research our respective personality types so I could better understand our inter-dynamics and optimize our unexpected together time. As such, I’ve discovered that I am an…Continue Reading
Why I’m Here
I took the weekend off from most things that exist online. I had to because I’ve been suffering from over-stimulation and saturation. It’s affecting everything — my creativity most horrifyingly of all. You know how when you exist within the same boundaries for too long and start to think that’s all there is? And your…Continue Reading
It’s Coming, It’s Coming (An Excerpt)
{{I’m just about there. Almost done. This holds me accountable. Next? Revisions. Oy gevalt.}} The map fell with a clap from the front door and then all went quiet, except for the crackling of the fire. Annie tuned to look and in the flames saw the outline of someone familiar. “Is that?” Coriander…Continue Reading
Anatomy of a Swag Bag, II
Me (the blonde) and Romy (the exotic dark-haired beauty) Neither one was included in the swag bag. Photo from JennKL Photography Sometimes a girl’s gotta break up the monotony of Big Jerks and hack parenting with a post about fun stuff she likes, you know? This is that post. But first…Continue Reading
The Gift of Reading
The month after I turned eight, my mom’s sister, Auntie Jo, invited me to her hip San Francisco apartment for Chinese food, the Nutcracker, and a sleepover. I red-lined the days on a calendar pinned to my wall, and after interminable, anguished waiting, finally crossed off the last numbered square. As I’d imagined for…Continue Reading
