I’m comforted by the idea that there is a word for everything. For every feeling in your head, every item around you, every little thing under the sun there is, most likely, a word for it. I wonder if painters feel the same way about paint – do they think there is a color [...]
Archive for May, 2009
23 May
Getting Fired, Moving On – Why I’m not a teacher anymore
Here’s a snapshot: Adult me, in crumpled khakis and a cotton sweater, tearstained face, slinking out of a yellow brick school building. If I had known how important this day was going to be, I would have worn something cuter so that when I replayed the scene over and over – which I did, obsessively, [...]
17 May
She Works Hard for the Money
I’ve been thinking all day about this thing that happened. I recount this story to you here for reasons about to be illuminated: 1. For those of you who are also writers who may be able to commiserate or add your thoughts, 2. for those of you who are not writers who need to [...]
15 May
Music Lessons
I wanted to take piano so badly as a kid. My friends who’s parents “forced” them to take music lessons were, in my opinion, the children of indulgent, wonderful parents, while I was clearly being abused by the witholding of musical education. Every year I asked for two things for Christmas: a dog and piano lessons. [...]
9 May
Ghast Station
There’s a gas station in my neighborhood that I recently decided I will no longer patronize. I got gas there once, when we first moved in to our condo, and before I knew better – before I knew the Speedway 100 yards away was a much safer bet, bodily and financially. Husband and I have walked the half [...]
3 May
Ta-Da!
Some of you already know about this and some of you don’t, so if this is a repeat for you please read one of my other fascinating posts or just wait for the next installment. In an effort to get my freelance writing business off the ground (or at least take off one [...]
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