My poor sweet Blog has suffered. She is silent and certainly feeling unloved. Even as I type these words she is groaning at little because the very tap tap tapping of the key strokes hurts her long dormant muscles and legs and joints. She has been lying still for so long, it as if I […]
On the day of my 39th birthday I was in an interesting place. I was dealing with panic attacks, exhaustion, and wondering where life would lead. My goal on that day was to try to figure out what part of the girl in this picture remains. On the eve of my 40th birthday, the panic […]
“Can you believe that guy?” I looked up, startled to realize that the other tattoo artist, the one not working on me, is talking directly to me. “What did I miss?” I asked sweetly, happy for the distraction for the needle making its way across the inside of my index finger. “That guy was a pain […]
As 2015 ended and 2016 began, I had written half of a novel. It shocked me. I was shocked to have written one sentence of a novel much less half of a novel. I was shocked by the experience of it. I was shocked by the freedom it generated. I was shocked to find that […]
I lost my shit on Friday. No seriously. I blew my stack. Flipped my lid. Steam came out of my ears, along with a great deal of cursing. To be honest, I’ve been angry for a while. Angry about a host of things. Some simmering. Some blazing at the topmost layer of my skin. Some […]
So the Seahawks and their fans are only a few minutes from the wound of losing the playoff game to Cam Newton and the Panthers, but I need to say something. I watched this game in a bar in MY neighborhood with two of my girlfriends. At our table were a couple more women who I […]
As I walked up the neighborhood street behind a group of strangers that were laughing and talking loudly, and in front of two men having an odd conversation about lead paint…I felt very alone. I was also sick. As in…my head is so congested that I can’t breathe, or even really think straight. Sick and […]
As a child I wrote stories. I wrote short stories and I wrote chapter books. As I grew older, I became less brave about writing fiction and swung towards the writing of nonfiction, opinion pieces, a blog, and the occasional poetry. Through the years an idea for a novel would hit me and I’d write […]
This week I practiced using a gift I don’t often use…biting my tongue. Let me explain. I say what I mean. I mean what I say. I filter and edit and filter again…every single day…many times a day. People don’t think so because I say what I mean and I mean what I say. But […]
Losing Leah is a special series about being overweight, dealing with moving through our culture in a fat body, and the joys and trials of losing weight and finding health. To all the men I’ve loved before… There is a rampant misconception in the world that fat girls don’t get laid…or find love…or date much. […]