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 [...]
Please, whenever you happen to have the time:
Tell me something.
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.
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 [...]
I felt the same way about this birthday, this one that just passed me by a few hours ago, that I do about every birthday: despite my worries and problems and hurts, being alive is far and away the most fun thing I’ve ever done.
Honestly: can you believe we get to do this? And [...]
I keep thinking of this elephant I met, once.
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 [...]
This post is originally from 2008, regarding BlogHer and social dynamics in general. I felt inspired to bring it back because of Issa’s great post.
I’ve enjoyed more social activity this year than … well, ever, honestly. And you guys, it’s FASCINATING. Some women are flat-out rejected. Some blend in effortlessly. Most are somewhere in between. [...]
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 [...]
Come on. I know you have them. Do it and I will link you.
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