Posts Tagged ‘Essays’

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12Nov13

  The day after I may or may not have broken up with boyfriend, my old professor emailed me.  She asked if I’d be interested in a job teaching a lit course to nurses and social workers. It would be at 8am in the middle of winter, where ice is slick and thick, where darkness […]


After dinner, Roan goes to the library.  I watch her fingers slip up and down the metal pay phone cord.  She whispers when she talks, but when she laughs it echoes against the dusty, stained glass windows.  It stings my ears, her happiness from the man on the other line.  I want her to get […]


I haven’t been posting as frequently, but I still pop on to check out any comments, browse the reader, peek at dwindling stats.  I am humored by the daily broken-English Spam comments advertising green tea extract or selling some bigger, badder blog engine. I am always amazed by the Google searches that bring people to […]


My father is fond of saying that there is the business of life and the passion life: not everyone is good at both of them.  Lately, I have been trying to market my memoir.  I’ve been scouring through essays and blogs that offer advice and tips and tricks for interesting agents.  No matter how much […]


The truth is, when I started this blog I had no idea what I was doing.  I was trying to build an online presence, whatever that was.  At first, I trolled other blogs to see what they were doing.  I tried following people to get more followers. But the more people I followed, the less […]


The screaming jolts Bryan out of his coma.  “What the fuck is going on?” He screams. “Please. Please. Let me out,” I beg, but Mr. Trucker rolls his eyes. I hear the twisted metal sound again and the sharp squeal of brakes trying to stop tons of steel.  I fly forward in the seat and […]


He turns his head to give me a toothless grin and nods. “Yeah,” he says, “just like that.” I don’t like the way he’s eyeing me up and down.  I nervously ask, “What’s it like to be on the road so much? I mean, it might get kinda lonesome.” “Yup, that’s why I let pretty […]