“Absentia” and Valentine’s Nonsense

First of all, I love Valentine's Day. I say I don't because I have a very seriously ingrained and expected personality trait of surly resistance and salty distaste for all things pink or heart-shaped or tainted in any way by the concept of love. But since I began our Valentine's Day hotel room adventure three … Continue reading “Absentia” and Valentine’s Nonsense

Two Hour Delays and Crying at Work

***Update*** As I am wont to do, I started into a point and then lost it in a tangent. The point I started to make, that unravelled quickly, is that writing, for me, is my detox. I identify with Alexander because he's such a morose little fucker. But I also recognize that Alexander dug his … Continue reading Two Hour Delays and Crying at Work

Tough Stories and Occupational Anhedonia

Hot Jesus on a stick, you guys. I think Jon didn't understand why I did not answer his query yesterday of, "do you want a really freaking cool story," with jumping jacks and/or extreme enthusiasm. I did not respond with jumping jacks and/or extreme enthusiasm for a reason. It was because sometimes I can just … Continue reading Tough Stories and Occupational Anhedonia

Walter Mosley and Getting Serious

*UPDATE* Some of the posts I throw up here...okay, most of them...are composed on my phone. At night. After my writing session, which lasts for 120 minutes after my kids go to bed. I do my best to watch typos and make sense. But sometimes I miss some. Upon re-reading this post this morning I … Continue reading Walter Mosley and Getting Serious