I didn’t yet understand that drifting apart was nobody’s fault—so I blamed everyone, myself included, for not living up to impossible expectations.
Category: Memoir
Memory is a Fickle Bitch
Memory is a fickle bitch, especially when the past fights being pinned down. But sometimes, a giant beach ball comes along to set it free.
If Only I Listened: the Olden Golden Days
Adults always say high school is the best time of your life. I didn’t believe them. I still don’t—but for different reasons now.
Memoir Musings: the Power of Second Person POV
Welcome to my TED talk; today, we journey into the dynamic, and largely maligned, second-person POV. (With a brief writing sample!)
Before Wi-Fi: the Generation of Imagination
What was life like before screens consumed childhood? 90s-born millennials grew up in a rare grace period: pre-smartphone, pre-Wi-Fi, and full of imagination.
Magic, Emotions, and Inherited Pain: Finding Self-Acceptance
What a sore tooth taught me about pain, self-worth, and why my emotions drive everything—from my magic system to my relationships.
O Me, O My: S’more Wallowing and Whingeing
I whinge worse than the backdoor hinge that guides my blind dog inside. Like my daddy before me, I wear my emotions like a second skin.
Messy Memoir: Mistrusting Memories
The hardest part of memoir writing isn’t the telling, but the fear of being judged. It’s a struggle to balance vulnerability with the risk of rejection.
Flights of Fancy: a Return to Dreamland
I have much to be grateful for this Thanksgiving: a return to dreamland, for one. A niece on the way. Finally, embracing my creativity and passion for writing.
PostScript: Blame the Alcoholic, Too (I Do)
Dad’s drinking made him a target. By 2020, Dad was too vulnerable, too ripe for the picking, and she just couldn’t resist the temptation.