Stories
Follow along for some unhinged ranting about writing, life-ing, and things that I am reading or hyper focusing on at the moment. Could be a book series or Orcas, your guess is as good as mine.
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He Hates It When I Call Him Dave
I use Siri about 90% of the time that I use my phone. 1) I’m lazy and 2) I like to seem like an illiterate drunk woman who doesn’t even know the name of the person she married.
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My Husband Is A Psycho
My husband isn’t really a psycho but I thought it would be a pretty interesting title as far as search engines are concerned. Unfortunately, people are going to come here looking for answers on how to deal with said psycho husband and they’ll probably be disappointed. And now I feel bad. So, here’s some advice…
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Empathy, Apathy, And Ants
Ever since I was a kid, a toddler, really, I’ve been way into saving bugs. Bugs, animals, any and all disadvantaged children in third-world countries. My empathy, according to my husband, runs out about there, especially when he has the man-flu. But bugs? I go to great lengths to save them from certain death. Even…
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Does This Cup Make My Vagina Look Huge?
My friend K just moved back from France. So, it made sense for us to catch up over a FOUR HOUR phone call (it actually flew by). During this conversation, we talked about work. K is a former journalist turned evil copywriter, like me. Only, replace “journalist” with “literature major,” and “pimp.” We talked about the…
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My Best Friend, Rock
When I was four years old I had pet rocks. My mom and I lived together in a small low-income apartment in Ogden, Utah, and we weren’t allowed to have normal pets like a dog or a guinea pig. There was no particular reason why I chose rocks instead of some other free or cheap…
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