Well. This blog thing is going to feature some photos of squirrels and some essays to help me work through some stuff. And it's going to be nice and fun and maybe we'll all learn something.
The Awkwardness of the Snail
This is part of a series of quick, mostly unedited, short stories I am planning to do this year. The idea is, I go to a museum, pick a painting or a sculpture or a something, and then quickly write a story while standing or sitting in front of it. Like gesture drawings, but for … Continue reading The Awkwardness of the Snail
Alternate Timeline Version of The Judgement of Solomon
This is part of a series of quick, mostly unedited, short stories I am planning to do this year. The idea is, I go to a museum, pick a painting or a sculpture or a something, and then quickly write a story while standing or sitting in front of it. Like gesture drawings, but for … Continue reading Alternate Timeline Version of The Judgement of Solomon
Predictor
I don't remember my first panic attack. I do remember one in particular, the one I think of when I tell people: "Sometimes I have panic attacks." I was maybe 16 or 15, I lived with a family that wasn't my own. After my parents moved me and them to Florida, I promised to give … Continue reading Predictor
Joan Mitchell Almost Became a Realist and Thank Goodness She Didn’t
This is part of a series of quick, mostly unedited, short stories I am planning to do this year. The idea is, I go to a museum, pick a painting or a sculpture or a something, and then quickly write a story while standing or sitting in front of it. Like gesture drawings, but for … Continue reading Joan Mitchell Almost Became a Realist and Thank Goodness She Didn’t
If Charles V Had Posed for Montorsoli
This is the first in a series of quick, mostly unedited, short stories I am planning to do this year. The idea is, I go to a museum, pick a painting or a sculpture or a something, and then quickly write a story while standing or sitting in front of it. Like gesture drawings, but … Continue reading If Charles V Had Posed for Montorsoli
The Anxiety Anniversary
Yesterday, while researching for an essay I'm trying to write, (It. Is. A. Mess. Apologies to Nicole who I've tasked with reading it.) I realized it was the five year anniversary of the day I learned I was cleared to be Derek's liver donor. I am fully aware this is the five year anniversary of … Continue reading The Anxiety Anniversary
Mad At Myself
Over the weekend we went to Providence for a friend's birthday party. We hadn't seen these friends in a while, because apparently every few years I need to go into a self-imposed witness protection style hibernation in which I don't speak to or communicate with people I care very deeply about for YEARS. Literal years. … Continue reading Mad At Myself
Tiny Hotel Room In a Sky Tube
Last night Derek and I watched an episode of the new Marie Kondo series on Netflix. We thought it would be a good way to kick start our own decluttering mission. It was great. Then we went to bed and I had a real weird dream. Derek and I were boarding a plane to or … Continue reading Tiny Hotel Room In a Sky Tube
I Will Publish This Post at 9:00am
I'm not opposed to resolutions, I make them all year long. I make one nearly every day. For me, it's the desire to start something on a number I like. If I wake up at 6:36am, I will resolve to get out of bed by 7:00am. If I miss and I realize it's now 7:02am? … Continue reading I Will Publish This Post at 9:00am
First, Do the Least Amount of Harm
In Season 2, Episode 5 of The Good Place (I know what you're thinking: "Oh for pete's sake, is she talking about this show AGAIN?" Yes. Yes I am.) "The Trolley Problem" Michael transports Eleanor and Chidi to a physical trolley in order to act out this ethical thought problem: You see a runaway trolley moving toward … Continue reading First, Do the Least Amount of Harm