I haven’t written much since February. That wasn’t my intention. In fact, as a person who enjoys writing rom com February should have been my time to shine. I had planned to kick off a whole host of fun, creative things, giving you all more to read and more heart-felt ridiculousness for me to make… Continue reading Sometimes There Are No Words, Which is Stressful for Writers
A film student asked me the other day how I felt about the “super straight” flag. “The what now?” I asked. “It’s a thing on TikTok,” she said. “Look…” Even though she’s not supposed to have her phone in sight, much less powered on, I let her show me a picture of a black and… Continue reading Super No
If I didn’t have Attention Deficit Disorder before, I have it now. For instance, after writing that sentence I grabbed my phone to find a Bernie Sanders meme that I saw last night (the one of him with David Bowie from Labyrinth). Why? I don’t know. Does one need an excuse to look for pictures… Continue reading Where Was I?
Two things happened on January 6th. One you know about – that unhappy business down in Washington D.C. The other thing that happened was my youngest child turned eighteen. I have three kids – Claire, Emma, and Christopher, 21, 19, and 18 respectively. If you’re good at math that means that you know I had… Continue reading To My Son on the Day He Became an Adult as the World Lost its Mind
I was working on my sister’s Christmas present when I remembered to tell Melanie that we had plans coming up. This was because my gift to Stephanie (baby sister) was a 2021 planner, filled with tabs, stickers, and places to write notes. Stephanie has two daughters who are two and four. Her life runs by… Continue reading The Plot That Was Better Than Horses
There’s a flip side to the truth of yesterday’s post. When I don’t pay attention to what’s going on around me, I am often likely to surprise other people. Say, for instance, when I graduated with my Master’s last December and startled the whole graduating class of 2019. I was in my cap and gown,… Continue reading Distracted Disruptor
I’m easily startled. A car honk, a touch on the shoulder, the bark of a dog, or any unexpected anything can make me scream as if I’m being attacked. This would really bother me except I think that there are times when it’s the only thing that keeps me alive. Sometimes I just don’t pay… Continue reading The Biggest Goose in All of Winn Dixie
I was reading, leaning back in my chair with one leg up on my desk. A fellow teacher knocked on my door. I guess he walked by and saw me sitting there a minute after quitting time. “That must be some book,” he said. “It’s time to go and you don’t even care.” “It’s a… Continue reading Keep it Silly
Dear Santa, I know I haven’t always been on your good list. There was the incident on Christmas Day in 1986 when I told my mom that I didn’t like anything that I got. There was that time when I was five when my aunt Bethie was living with us that I found, unwrapped, and… Continue reading An Open Letter to Mr. S. Claus
I once babysat a kid whose mom warned me to keep an eye on her because if she got the chance she’d eat a stick of butter. I didn’t take it literally. I thought “she’ll eat a stick of butter” was metaphorical for “she’ll get into everything.” The girl was three after all. But no.… Continue reading Babysitting the Butter Kid
