It looked like a wolf had bounded across the road. I blinked and thought, “Mind’s playing tricks on me.” Everything looks like a wolf at 3AM. That hour’s reddish-black darkness had bewitched me, and I wobbled on the road for a bare instant, wondering if I should go back and check. Maybe it was a…Continue Reading
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Haunted Love
In just a few short hours, I’ll be watching my great loves, the BoDeans. And all I got to say about that is: I hope they don’t remember me. In years past, I’ve called their hotel rooms countless times, waited for them by the backstage door, stalked their band limo, infiltrated their dressing room trailer,…Continue Reading
10 Randomedies, But Mine Goes to 11
Today Mommy Pie unwittingly reminded me that if I don’t get to Matter of Fact Mommy’s “10 Random Things” meme, Matter of Fact will kick my butt. Which she could totally do, as she is a soccer player and my butt closely resembles two (or six) overinflated soccer balls. But I have a problem.…Continue Reading
Something for the Impatient Among Us
So among my other stellar personality characteristics, two stand out: impatience and laziness. And when I found myself facing my mother-in-law’s birthday yet again without a present or card in sight (don’t EVEN get me started on my husband’s lack of preparation), I panicked. Because last year, we didn’t get her anything and boy,…Continue Reading
Worry, Worry, Worry
It may surprise you to know that I’m unmedicated. I’ve flirted with the idea and the substances before, but it’s something I can’t embrace, for whatever reason. I even hate taking Advil or aspirin. If I have to take an antibiotic, I usually Google its side effects, freak myself out, and then either don’t…Continue Reading
There’s Nothing to See Here. No Really.
Mind bereft. Soul uninspired. Situation tenuous. Here’s something from 2003. I tend to get very inspirational and New Agey when I drink. Everyone is so beautiful with lots of zippy color lights emanating from their auric beings. Also? I can get a bit controlling, wanting to orchestrate my surroundings to my liking,…Continue Reading
N to the O to the T to the… Aw, Forget It.
I’ve got nothing, absolutely nothing today. No ideas, no pending posts, no creativity, no-thing. I pure and simple cannot come up with a topic, or a rant, or a commiseration, a story, a lament, a dirge, a whine (my specialty), a joke, a ramble, NOTHING. NOTHING NOTHING NOTHING! Like, did you ever see that…Continue Reading
PROMPTuesday #17: Get Specific
Today’s PROMPTuesday is lifted from Naomi Epel’s The Observation Deck, and is sponsored by the dog days of summer, the lethargy unleashed after consuming three urns of buttered popcorn, and menstruation-induced anemia. So, from the Observation Deck: Show, don’t tell! — a cardinal rule of writing — is another way of saying “be specific.”…Continue Reading
Geico Update
It’s funny how stories are passed. You hear a detail here, a detail there, and sometimes one aspect gets enlarged and becomes another story altogether. If you’ve heard a family story as a kid, often times the tale becomes just that: fireside folklore lacking even the faintest hint of truth. Inspired by my post…Continue Reading
Going Geico: It’s Not Over Yet
Today, I’m compelled to write more about Going Geico™ — because its roots run deep, and referring to it obsessively is the nature of the disease. First of all, let me say, I’m no stranger to this affliction. I learned it well from my father, who pretends to know everything about everything. He’s the…Continue Reading
The Phoenix
This blog saved my life. Not in a suicide prevention way, well not really, although my creativity was dying a slow, self-induced death, but in a letting in the light kind of way. For many, many years, I denied my creative urges. There was never enough time to take that adult ballet class…Continue Reading
Wordlessish Wednesday
Because I am too busy poking my perfectly normal-sized poo down my toilet’s too-small poo hole with my white linen reed diffuser sticks, I’ve decided to hand this post over to Toots, who has a story to tell. It’s called “Witch Boo!” (And it starts in the middle, right where the action…Continue Reading
