I have my own Catbrarian to oversee my books. And yes, that far shelf does contain 75 Babysitter's Club books.
Inside the Writing Cave Part 3
My desk includes: Sun lamp, balsam fir candle, Mojo, an inspirational purple cow (gift from writing buddy Alex), Diet Coke, electric tea kettle, revision notes and copy of work in progress. Not pictured: tears of frustration. Revisions are hard!
Bad Poetry Friday
Untitled (2/16/03) Liz Phair never said anything about him Instead her songs eluded to what my thoughts were exactly Anne Sexton was an infamous mistress she washed off like watercolor Sometimes I think he is the grime on my car three weeks thick that the rain can't erase Song lyrics and lines … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Throwback Thursday
Fun fact: in college I was a DJ. Think Anna Kendrick in Pitch Perfect only not as cute or talented (singing) and the station was basically an converted closet. But I got to host my own shows (Top 21 Countdown, Breakfast Blend Morning Show, Local Music Meltdown, and my longstanding show The Angry Girl Syndrome … Continue reading Throwback Thursday
Inside the Writing Cave Part 2
This is seriously what my desk drawer looks like: tiny bottles of Baileys, rum, chocolate covered cherries, candy bars, Luna and Lara bars, some pink markers. Underneath it all is some tea.
A Peak Inside the Writing Cave Part 1
I'm spending the next few weeks holed up in the Revision Cave (a cold and windowless room in my basement that doubles as my office). As you can see, I've stocked up snack essentials.
Mortification Monday
June 25, 1995 Dear Diary, I'm at camp! I got a letter from Val! I love camp. I already met 2 guys and have tons of friends It is so kill. I kinda like this guy Michael. Everyone in my friend Carter's cabin thinks he likes me but I doubt it. I still have to … Continue reading Mortification Monday
Bad Poetry Friday
A Remembrance (2/7/1998) I remember that summer you took my breath away I kept my feelings pent up inside until I saw you today You brought back a flood of memories of laughter and love music and dreams Funny how a heart doesn't let go of a soul it used to know ad seeing second … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Throwback Thursday
In honor of me having to drive Waffle to the airport tonight so that she can move to Philadelphia and leave me dog nanny-less, here is a shot of us in the fall of 2001 (I think) when we were back at our old high school to watch football or something. I'm definately rocking post-breakup … Continue reading Throwback Thursday
Mortification Monday
Saturday, June 24th, 1995Dear Diary,I'm in the van on the way to Lutheridge. It is okay. Sometimes I feel so out of place. But they're nice. Right now they're dyeing [other] Jason's hair orange. I really can't explain what goes on. We've all gotten closer. I feel like they're my closest buds in the world. … Continue reading Mortification Monday
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