Roses are red*, yes, and though I do love the deep, dark color red, truth is, I do not at all like red roses. If a certain someone came to me on certain holidays with a certain number of long-stemmed, thorny red roses wrapped in plastic, I would feel… Probably a little let down. RedContinue reading “The Obvious”
Monthly Archives: April 2007
Purple Belt
E got his purple belt in Brazilian jiu-jitsu today! I’m especially partial to the color purple, but that’s not the only reason I’m happy for him. It’s a step forward, and he, just like me, was seeking a step forward. It’s a reward truly deserved. It’s awesome. It’s symbolic; I feel it. Congratulations, my otherContinue reading “Purple Belt”
Interconnected Fears
That no one will notice me. That someone will notice me. That the loft bed will collapse while I am sleeping in it. That the ceiling will cave in and rats will fall out on my head. (Not entirely impossible: An old friend who spent a summer dancing at a club in New Orleans saidContinue reading “Interconnected Fears”
Must Be Good
I must be very, very good this weekend. I have an enormous amount of freelance work to do, so it’s not a weekend at all—more like a whole other work week entirely. Outside is the world, but I am not allowed outside. I must fight the urge to take a nap underneath my desk (sometimesContinue reading “Must Be Good”
Dream Storm
In the dream, the rain crashed down, hitting the windows head on, rattling the glass. The force of the rain threatened to fling the air conditioner four floors down to the ground. I felt soaked, but my skin was dry. There were trees in the dream, trees I don’t see in real life, and theyContinue reading “Dream Storm”
After the MFA (and Counting)
Someone I know is about to graduate her MFA program. I told her congratulations, expecting her to be excited. But she’s not looking forward to graduating. She told me she’s afraid that—without the deadlines that come with being in a program—she won’t be motivated to write anymore. This conversation occurred at work, at the endContinue reading “After the MFA (and Counting)”
Slow Motion
As you may know, I have slowly been writing. Slowly, as if I have all the time in the world. What I would change about myself—one thing of many—is my obsession with time passing and how much older I am getting. I truly wish I did not care. Truth is, I do care. It painsContinue reading “Slow Motion”
Breakfast at Tiffany’s Revisited
I am reading Breakfast at Tiffany’s for the second time. (Apparently, it is considered a “short novel,” so it could not have made my list.) I am trying to figure out why it struck me so, the first time. Was it the voice? Yes. Was it the mysterious, unknowable character of Holly Golightly? Oh yes.Continue reading “Breakfast at Tiffany’s Revisited”
10 Favorite Short Stories
[EDIT: Now 11!] Inspired by LK’s list of her ten favorite short stories, I’ve sought out ten of my current favorites. I say “current” because I know I’m forgetting some real doozies; I just can’t find them now to recall what they were. The list is in alphabetical order, because I can’t seem to playContinue reading “10 Favorite Short Stories”
Confessions of a Self-Saboteur
I am a master of self-sabotage, so skilled in taking myself down I can do it with a single blow. I’m deadly—just only to myself. My own personal internal refrain is that I’m just not working hard enough. I am fully aware of this, and yet it keeps coming up as if this is somethingContinue reading “Confessions of a Self-Saboteur”
