Untitled 9/19/99 10:07 I wanted you to know I found someone else Who cares if he is always high? Or drinks too mych beer? The turth is he is just what I ened to forget about you.
I recently returned from my South American vacation to news that one of my short stories, "Second Honeymoon" was being published in the May 2014 issue of DRIFTLESS REVIEW and was a finalist for thier flash fiction contest. I may not have won the cash money, but you can read all 750 words of "Second Honeymoon" … Continue reading (Late) Breaking News: I’ve Published Another Short Story
Untitled 8/27/00 I'm not angry anymore even though I still listem to angry girls like Alanis, Ani, and Tori But I laugh on the inside and I truly smile Who knew forgiving really meant forgetting?
This makes me crack up every time I see it. I wish my mom wrote more narratives on the Polaroids.
Reaching Out c. 1998 (transcribed 4/11/00) I reach out to pull you in but I can't grab your hands and you slowly sink into the murky waters of my past I take your last breath with you and I wonder now that you're gone, will I survive?
I started weightlifting at an early age. I attempt my second CrossFit class tonight. If I don't make it back remember I loved pizza.
http://youtu.be/eocPEu5nMVE Other than Tegan and Sara's "Closer," if there was one song that defined SECRET HEART it would be "I've Got a Secret" by Kate Nash. I've got a secret, I can't tell you You would judge You would judge You would judge You would judge Why can't we be friends? We can't pretend you … Continue reading Tune in Tuesday: I’ve Got a Secret
This blast from the past was from Mother's Day 1990. I was in third grade. It marked the first time I was published and in turn was also the best Mother's Day gift I've ever given my mom. While my storytelling has improved in the last 24 years, I can't say the same about my … Continue reading Happy Mother’s Day!
Untitled 1/4/00 (Based on a painting I saw at the Museum of Fine Arts in St. Petersburg, Florida) If I had a lover, who woke me each morning with the music of his guitar I would relish in the sounds of the chords the sweetness of his voice If I had a lover who sang … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
I started Crossfit this week. No one told me there would be running involved. I just thought I'd throw a tire around. I am not a fast runner. I am slower than your grandma's 1984 Buick with four flats. In high school I ran cross country. No matter how slow I was there was always … Continue reading Throwback Thursday