The Writing

  • At least we can laugh about it

    “Didn’t you just want to say to that guy, ‘We’re going on a road trip!!!!’?!?!?” my mom asked me, referring to the cashier at Wal-Mart. The idea of eating Krispy Kreme doughnuts had clearly gone to her head. “Not really,” I said and yawned. Departure for South Carolina at 9:30 p.m. had dumped us at Read more

  • Protected: The Pricey Princess and the Cheapskate

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  • A new tradition

    Bottles of Mike’s Hard Lemonade were $8.50 each. We settled on cotton mouth and almost-front-row “seats” to see Foreigner up-close and personal. After their first song I turned around to see Dad’s reaction. “Woooooow,” he said, incredulously. “How do they sound the same?!?!?” He had seen them in concert around 30 years ago. They were Read more

  • Protected: Reggie is so confused

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  • Soft piano sucker

    This song is perfection. I’m a sucker for soft piano. That, plus Regina’s voice = heaven. Her lyrics are just so deep. They’re never typical; never simple. You actually have to search for the meaning (the meaning to “Call Me Maybe” is quite clear, in my opinion). She sings: you’ll want to go back you’ll wish Read more

  • Mad Girl

    I haven’t gotten a single letter all week. They haven’t posted pictures of his group on Facebook in weeks. It’s almost like he doesn’t exist. I’m going through serious withdrawal. He doesn’t exist. “I think I made you up inside my head” (Sylvia Plath “Mad Girl’s Love Song”). I go to tell him things and then realize Read more