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Category Archives: Autotrephination

No Children Were Harmed in the Writing of this Poem

When a small child you have never met
picks up her foot to step off a curb
and into rush-hour traffic
approximately thirty feet from where you are sitting,
right now,
idly drinking your iced coffee
and letting the pattern of the metal patio chair beneath you
imprint itself onto your thighs,
and you look up from your newspaper just in time
to see [...]

I am an oil spill, and so are you.

Please join me while I say something terrifically, disastrously unpopular. This is bound to be fun for all of us!

An open letter to the women of the Internet.

Please, whenever you happen to have the time:
Tell me something.

The Boyfriend Test

1. Do you like animals?
a) Like animals? I LOVE animals!
b) I’m an asshole.

We Are Here

Jeff and I are in Madrid. Yes, my ex-husband and I went to Madrid together. Many potentially fascinating theories could explain this odd development, but here, let me save you the trouble: we are in Spain together simply because we both wanted to go to Spain.

What happened with the book deadline.

Awhile ago, in this post, I announced that my friend Danger was going to break my limbs if I didn’t give her my book on May 2.
Well, I didn’t give her my book on May 2. She didn’t break my limbs, mainly because she didn’t have to. I am already pretty much incapacitated, and I [...]

If this were a video, I would be dressed up like Chris Crocker and I would be shrieking “LEAVE KINDLE ALOOOOONE!”

Someone asked me awhile ago to do a Kindle review post. I’m not sure that the hot rambling mess you are about to read counts as a review post, but here you go anyhow. If you do not care about the controversy surrounding the Kindle, you may want to go do something else … anything [...]

All stereotypes aside, I doubt HE remembers ME.

I keep thinking of this elephant I met, once.

On this, the first day of my new life: Things I have learned. Am trying to learn. Have learned, but forget. Will never learn.

The collection below essentially amounts to what happens when an agnostic attempts to articulate her own personal prayer beads into words. I stop, I kneel, I clutch them, and I let them slip through my fingers, one by one, all while muttering these sorts of things at myself.
And then I go out into the [...]

“Don’t ask yourself what the world needs. Ask yourself what makes you come alive and then go do that. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.” (Howard Thurman)

I have learned, through trial and error, that passion is almost my only motivator. I don’t really have to spend my time worrying whether I am “following my passion,” because to be honest, I have never been known to follow much of anything else, even when my college roommates were poking me with sticks and [...]