So, I have this memory. It was a Friday night. At the bar. Completely unexpected. She sauntered in…with a boy at her side. And I immediately dismissed her. And she was hot. Boot cut jeans, over boots, button down shirt, dark brown wavy hair past her shoulders…The boy at her side made it easy to dismiss […]
I think I’ve always been more fond of Christmas eve than I have of the day itself. I recall one Christmas eve in particular. It was 1988. And I was alone. I was more alone that year than I’d ever been my whole life. I was 25. In later years I would come to use […]
I think I’ve spent most of my life wondering why I do the things that I do. Why I don’t do what so many others do. Why the status quo has always seemed like a cult to me, that I never wanted to join, that I shouldn’t join, because it would be the death of […]
I’ve been six days without my computer. It suddenly ceased working last Saturday (accompanied by unsettling and less than helpful messages), and I spent a good couple of hours trying to figure out what had happened before I finally decided I couldn’t possibly fix it, and I’d have to take it in. I was confident that […]
When I was 18, I went to my (then) general physician with a specific request: I’d like to have a hysterectomy so that I will not have children. Now please note, I was 18, I was not sexually active, and I was not worldly in the least. Also, please note, I did not say I didn’t […]
It’s funny how the brain works. I was walking home the other day from work (this is about a 45 minute walk. Yes, it’s winter, and yes, it’s cold, but I walk pretty much every day, and I look really cute in my snow pants.) I had turned off my mp3 player, because after over half an hour […]
One of the highlights of being a writer is doing the research. When I was younger, and I’d spoken to my dad about wanting to write, he voiced the time honoured adage: Write what you know. While that’s good advice, if I’d done that, I’m not so sure anything I wrote would be terribly interesting or […]
(This is an imported post from my old blog: Oct 6, 2010) When I was 8 years old, I met a girl who became an inspiration, and has remained so throughout my life, though it’s only been the last several years that I’ve come to realize this. By that time, my family had moved out of the […]
(This is an imported post from my old blog: Oct 8, 2010.) I was 16 when I found out that the woman who’d raised me didn’t consider me her own daughter. I think I’d always known. It’s an instinctive thing. An inherent thing. Something you know on some level, a visceral level, that you […]
(This is an imported post from my old blog Nov. 6, 2010.) I was 33 when I first dj’d “professionally”. As in, got a paying gig playing music. Prior to that, I’d always wanted to play music. I’d always wanted to be a dj. To play music to people who would listen to what I […]