For a second there I thought the well had dried and I wasn’t a writer anymore. I acquired some new interests around the new year, things like vegetables, water picking (look it up) and skin regimes that include but are not limited to slathering food all over my face. It’s a good life here with [...]
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a routine take on a classic theme.
January 28th, 2012 · 1 Comment · Uncategorized
Tags:animals·health?·magic·not writing
look, I read something.
January 15th, 2012 · 2 Comments · Uncategorized
Lots rolling around in the old noggin but what else is new. A friend of mine who I’ve never met from the Internet sent me three books in the mail. I have a few creepers about, but in this case there’s no agenda; dude was just being nice. What a blast to get a secret [...]
my enemies are the russian.
January 11th, 2012 · 2 Comments · Uncategorized
It has occurred to me—more than once, even—that writing about myself so candidly all over the internet and beyond might be a really fucking bad idea. Just so you don’t think it hasn’t occurred to me: the thought occurs. My second major feature came out at the Missoula Independent last week. It’s about magic, you [...]
a cry for help.*
December 13th, 2011 · 4 Comments · Uncategorized
Chin said he didn’t want to get married after all and Mae jumped out a seven-story window, still wearing her wedding dress. One shoe fell down. They were those high heels that wrap around ankles. Weird, right? How did it slip off? This man reached forward, suddenly. She hung in his arms alive while someone [...]
Tags:depression·sorry·story
too much time in the woods, maybe.
December 1st, 2011 · 1 Comment · Uncategorized
There was a moss-covered cliff, hundreds of feet high, and directly below that, a deep pond. Someone got the idea to jump off the edge into the water, for the thrill of it. Everyone was sure he would die, but then he didn’t. With the first successful jump in mind, a young couple dove after [...]
the woods, week 2.
November 13th, 2011 · 3 Comments · Uncategorized
Not to alarm everyone, but my little stone house is haunted. There are big brown spiders. I’ve seen two so far, or it might be the same one. The first time I picked him up in a towel and shook him outside. Then I watched him immediately scurry into a crevice near the doorstop, so [...]
Tags:film·my novel·too personal
The Woods, Week 1.
November 6th, 2011 · 11 Comments · Uncategorized
Dear Diary, Hi. Remember me? It’s me, Molly. The MacDowell Colony is pretty weird, I’d say. The living all alone in a studio in the woods of New Hampshire is the best part, probably. The worst part is that all the other people are strangers and it’s scary to have to talk and get to [...]
a bland picture of a sunset.
September 1st, 2011 · 2 Comments · Uncategorized
Something utterly unobjectionable that we can all enjoy. Now leave me alone.
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under the overpass.
August 31st, 2011 · 5 Comments · Uncategorized
When it’s 1 in the morning and you walk up to the gas station counter with a can of spaghettios, a single serving packet of Advil PM and a bottle of Barefoot brand Cabernet Sauvignon for $4.99, you’re not fooling anybody. You’re a sad sack, dude. So yeah, that was me 15 minutes ago. I [...]
Tags:depression·missoula
