Past Living
It’s the end of the month and I feel like I don’t have much to say. I don’t think anyone is reading this much anyway. Little bit of writers block…my Ritalin is expired…I’m still going to take it—fuck it ya know. My...
I’m Finally Diseased
Well I have Covid. David did too. Ugh. Apparently, it’s going to exist for all time and people will just get it like the flu. I’ve spent over two years without catching it damnit I went to a pagan meeting. The...
The Romantic Period
It’s almost my 37th birthday, and the universe was like, okay, I’ll give you something. It said here, you can have two things published already. I’m like WOW, thanks! My flash fiction: Business at Twenty-One My...
Passion(s) or Barf
Well it’s December and I didn’t get a single thing published this year. I got my last NO last week and i’ve got some writers block so they’re probably related. Being a writer is hard. There’s very little in it for...
A Shitty Professor I Once Had
A Shitty Professor If Mark Luce ever reads this, I want you to know I hate you. I think you are a shitty person deep down in your heart and guts. I think you made this delusional place for yourself on this earth...
Not on the Spectrum
So, I got another “No” from a writing contest. I was sad, but nothing extreme like I am prone to do. Instead I got philosophical, which I’m also prone to do. What if I’m just bad at the things I like to do. With...
Sell Out
I was in Dallas this past weekend. It was for my best friend’s birthday. And…we drove. The theme song was Kiss Me More by that cat lady (the one song on my playlist all four of us knew). Had a really good time. My...