This is totally a work in progress. I was on my way somewhere else with this and somehow ended up here. Read it if you want but don’t be too mean with your comments. This is the really shitty draft before the shitty first draft. I just had to get it down so I wouldn’t… Continue reading Johann – A Working Title
Month: September 2009
Sarah’s Key
I think it was last year [I say think since I don’t actually know when] I was sent a book called Sarah’s Key and whether it was due to the fact that I had other stuff on my plate at the time or just me forgetting about the book, I never read it. I meant… Continue reading Sarah’s Key
The Creek
I laid myself, ever so gingerly, back on the sharp rocks. I had an instant mental image of a sideshow at a dirty roadside carnival with a barker beckoning passersby to witness the amazing feat of a woman lying comfortably on a bed of nails. I stared up at the bright blue sky. There wasn’t… Continue reading The Creek
Mania and a Pat on My Back
I am MAKING myself write. Just writing that made me feel all tired and stuff. All day, I’ve had wonderful, prize winning posts floating around in my head and now that I sit down to actually write something, I just want to close the tab. I have it on very good authority that I’m manic… Continue reading Mania and a Pat on My Back
As Big As the Sky
I’ve been slacking on this whole “work” thing like crazy [imagine that] and haven’t checked my email in a coon’s age. So, imagine my chagrin when I sat down at my laptop this morning, coffee in hand, and checked my email only to find a rather shitty email about my post that I wrote on… Continue reading As Big As the Sky
The Dentist Who Ruined It All for Me
Several years ago, my wisdom teeth were giving me all kinds of grief. Since I was a young college student who made about 7k a year, I didn’t have the cash to get those damn teeth cut out of my head. My mom gave me a trip to the dentist as a birthday present and… Continue reading The Dentist Who Ruined It All for Me
Dolla Bills, Y’all
You know you’ve spent way too much time away from your website when you find yourself typing the sentence, “See? I’m not dead.” I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: sometimes work [and that damn Twilight series] takes precedence over my site. When this site pays as much as work then I’ll be… Continue reading Dolla Bills, Y’all
The Note – A Short Story
I wrote this when we still lived in Florida and Tucker was still in the Navy. I can specifically remember Tucker getting home from watch – midnight maybe – and Cara was in bed and I was sitting out on our porch, chain smoking, and Tucker came up to me and I raised a hand… Continue reading The Note – A Short Story
What Should I Do About Ollie and My Boobs?
I just checked my email – after a day spent away from the computer and spent instead on the Little Big Planet demo – and I was met with an email asking if I’d like to go to this thing in October. A thing that will require me to fly…something I abhor after spending 22… Continue reading What Should I Do About Ollie and My Boobs?
My Sunshine Boy
Love for me has never been as constant as the North Star. [I’m sure that Shakespeare is rolling over in his grave as I bastardize one of his most famous quotes.] Love for me ebbs and wanes and then is bolstered by some minuscule occurrence and all is right with the world again. This holds… Continue reading My Sunshine Boy
A Wonderful Dinner and a Year Ago
When I pictured this post as I was making dinner and tweeting about how AMAZING it was going to be, I saw brilliantly framed photos of perfectly golden brown pork surrounded by the orange of baby carrots which glistened in butter and the juices from the pork. I saw a pot of lentils that looked… Continue reading A Wonderful Dinner and a Year Ago
His Name was Allergic
Before we left for Arkansas on Friday, I noticed that the Cara and Ollie’s toilet had sprung a leak. Such an impressive [meaning annoying] leak that the floor was covered with water and the bathroom rugs were sopping wet. We turned off the water to the toilet, cleaned up the flood and went to Arkansas.… Continue reading His Name was Allergic