Back in college/ grad school I would blast Queen's "Another One Bites the Dust" after every job rejection or breakup and throw myself a dance party. Freddie Mercury always made me feel better. It's the quintessential rejection song, don't you think? Another one bites the dust There are plenty of ways you can hurt a man … Continue reading Rejection Playlist Volume 2, Track 1 “Another One Bites the Dust
Bad Poetry Friday
c. Summer 1994 Untitled Yesterday I saw you in a different light with a smile on your lips and kindness in your eyes I never knew you were this way For this reason I think I'll stay another day I can trust in you if you can trust in me We're made for each other. … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Breaking News: This is No Longer the Expensive Hobby I Feared It Was
So I have a bit of good news to share. I've been sitting on it for quite a few weeks months, yet telling everyone I know about it. I can no longer consider writing to be an expensive hobby that was draining both my soul and my bank account, because as of this week, someone … Continue reading Breaking News: This is No Longer the Expensive Hobby I Feared It Was
Mortification Monday
Monday, June 27, 1994 I consider myself popular with my friends. I also consider myself an individual. I am not a leader nor a follower. I have a lot of friends. Some are better than others. Some are nice and I can trust them, others I'm not so sure. I wish I had my own … Continue reading Mortification Monday
Bad Poetry Friday
The following poem "Comforting Words" makes an appearance in my manuscript Valentine, which was inspired by an attempted murder I witnessed in high school, Valentines Day 1998. Comforting Words c. 2/1998 Forget tonight, the detective said as memories danced inside my head It’s okay, my mom spoke but I still see all of the smoke … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
WTF? Wednesday (Guest Post)
In honor of my birthday (yesterday), my critique partner and writing comrade LK is contributing to the collective mortification of this blog. LK writes, "In honor of your birthday week, here is an embarrassing poem I wrotein high school, when I lived in France, about my pseudo-boyfriend, for your blog (stream of consciousness was my JAM): … Continue reading WTF? Wednesday (Guest Post)
Mortification Monday
Sunday, June 26th, 1994 Dear Diary, I'm back. I stopped writing for awhile because I found an old journal and I fixed my diary. I'm writing in here because I need a lot of space to express my feelings. I wish I had my own room! And my own bathroom. I could finally have some … Continue reading Mortification Monday
Bad Poetry Friday
Friend (c. 1993) I had a friend she was my best she was like a sister she understood me she knew me well and I loved her. I had a friend we laughed we cried I talked to her she always listened we never fought she got me out of trouble and I loved her … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
Mortification Monday
August 6th, 1993 Dear Diary, If you described me, you'd describe me as 4'9, 75 lbs, blond, blue-green eyes, 7th grader, likes exercising, reading, writing, cleanness, horses, every animal, country music, Garth Brooks, weather, baseball, and Braves. Dislikes hockey, football, messes, sharing rooms, slobs, washing dishes, red meat, Brussel sprouts, mean teachers, jocks, and snobs. TV … Continue reading Mortification Monday
Bad Poetry Friday
In Love Again (c 1993) She swore she'd never love again but she's falling for him she doesn't want to take the chance of getting hurt being used and treated like dirt she doesn't want to get close enough to feel the feelings that are real she doesn't want to hold or touch she's been … Continue reading Bad Poetry Friday
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