I had the privilege to tell a story for The Narrators San Diego at their monthly meeting at Tiger!Tiger! Tavern. They included it on their podcast. Have a listen. Continue reading
Tag Archives: stuff I shouldn’t admit to but do anyway
Frequently Used Words (found poem)
am behind don’t done get good her just like me my need not now ohreally scar she stoked super thing things too woman *from my daily pages at 750words.com; in alphabetical order. Continue reading
From Homeschool
I’m not sure I’d actually self-identify as homeschool. But there’s a certain moment of disconnect—a second when I hesitate over the “other” option—when asked to classify myself. It’s not that I’m special. It’s just that I’m from homeschool. Being homeschooled is like knowing a secret language that no one else can speak. But it isn’t … Continue reading
One of the happiest moments
of my life happened in the fall of 2008. It’s not in the top ten for sure, but it was one of the places I look back and can still feel the excitement and possibility of anything-could-happen-now-and-it-could-all-be-good. Of course that didn’t quite pan out, but the feeling has stayed with me. It was when my … Continue reading
Live a Great Story
All around South Park, someone has been putting these stickers up. And I’ve been taking pictures. The first one I saw was late at night while walking with my son back to our car. It was stuck against a water meter, tucked down the gap between two cinder-block buildings. The light was low, making the … Continue reading
Roses (Crazy 4 You)
Yesterday, while taking my son to school, I passed a bundle of pink roses jumbled in the street amidst broken glass. Of course I stopped. You can’t waste flowers. Even if they are pink, grocery store roses. Tangled in the mess was a torn lily and a generic florist note which read “I love you.” … Continue reading
Forgive (2)
Last year, I wrote about Crystal (Hadidian) Ellefsen’s kickstarter on forgiveness. As soon as I heard that supporters got to contribute images to the project, I knew exactly what I wanted to do. I struggle with forgiving: both myself and others. It’s something I want to master before I die. Conveniently enough, there’s a long … Continue reading
