When Princess Diana Dies

I realized, only just this morning, that I could die. I can’t say that this had never occurred to me before but, as a rule, this passing thought is followed by such dramatic and cartoonish images that a good shake of the head has always worked to send them away. I’ve had terribly violent and... Continue Reading →

Pardon the Dust

I'm super excited, although literally butt-hurt, because I've been sitting alllll damn day in my pretty new office, which is our old trailer, working on separating my website into two separate entities. One for the blog and general riff-raff, one for my 'professional' work. Both are still being tweaked and likely will be forever and... Continue Reading →

The Never-Final Countdown

There is the thing Facebook does - the Memories. I look at it every day, and more often it is an emotionally masochistic act than a warm-fuzzy one. I notice myself doing an unconscious countdown around November. Now that my boyfriend Paulie and I have been together for less-than-six-but-more-than-five years, as the memories get closer... Continue Reading →

The Bonfire of My Ego

40 Days of Writing/Spring 2017/Days 2 & 7 Lately I’ve been going through the motions of my life as if I were in a series of scenes in a TV show. Here is a scene of me getting into the car and buckling my seatbelt. Here is a scene of me rolling over in bed, blinking... Continue Reading →

Beach House

40 Days of Writing/Spring 2017/Day 5   Tonight the music rules were No Hamilton and No Queen. First of all: oh hell no. But second of all: okay. My man had spent the day building a new fence and a new chicken coop in the cold driving rain and hail (this is not a fictional dramatized... Continue Reading →

Inauguration Day

On inauguration day, I sat in my therapist’s office trying to tell him about my feelings. As usual, he patiently listened to me ramble on about everything but, and then interrupted me to tell me “you’re very good at” (I don’t remember what he said), “and you do this in a way which” (I don’t... Continue Reading →

The Gods of Solitaire

I’m pretty sure the gods of telephone solitaire were fucking with me this morning. I imagine their conversation going something like this: God 1: ah jeez she’s playing solitaire in bed again God 2: why doesn’t she get up already and accomplish one of those things she keep saying she’s going to accomplish? God 1:... Continue Reading →

Is Anyone Out There? Can We Talk?

In case you don't know me, or this is your first time here, I'll just start by saying this: I liked Prince. A lot. And I've been one of those annoying people on social media sharing my feelings about his recent death. I think I've been pretty minimal about this sharing in relation to how... Continue Reading →

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