In a way, this is the one that started it all. I saw a link to a listacle that used this image for “Things that are Pumpkin Spice that have no business being Pumpkin Spiced” and I just about died Read more…
My commute to work looks roughly like this: This is how I dress to bike in on these cold autumn mornings: And this is how I dress to bike home: Bulky sweats don’t fit in my backpack with my laptop Read more…
Instead of, say, writing, I’m devoting all my time to eating pumpkin spice products. I thought I should share my wisdom with the internet. (That, and some friends have asked me to ‘report back’.) Round One: VS. BEGIN! I opened Read more…
When I was a kid, I would make a list of my homework assignments every day and bring the appropriate books home from school. And there they would stay until I picked them up on my way out the door Read more…
“You aren’t bleeding in this,” my Clarion instructor said, holding up his print-out of my story. “I want to see you write something close to the bone, something that bleeds.” After I finished crying inside because I was a failure, Read more…
Subheading: Look at me look at me look at me Is being a writer about craving attention? All my life I’ve yearned after the spotlight. Maybe because I was born there. I’m a twin. As a kid, this was AWESOME. Read more…
