Stripped for Parts
In life, there are always second chances. Always. It’s just a matter of how you arrange them.
Bluebird Blvd. is moving! Also, I am taking a brain vacation. I have the tired.
HEY! We are moving to our new off-WP.com framework! I’ve decided to take the week off to make sure I get our home built nice and solid-like. Are you okay with that? Really? I may also take a nap. Is that okay?
O, Death. If You See Me Coming, You Better Run.
Today would have been my grandmother’s 100th birthday. She told me long ago that she didn’t want a party. She died just under four months’ short of her centennial goal. That means today I must light a candle in honor of her life and my grief. This story is that lit candle. Stand with me.
Some Hours Are More Secret Than Others (So I Made You a Live-Broadcast Mix Tape)
The short version: I couldn’t sleep, so I made you a live-broadcast mix tape on Grooveshark. Then, I put together this embedded playlist of that broadcast for your listening pleasure.
There’s A Tale About Me I’ve Been Itching To Share
*Whispering* Does anyone want to talk about art and money? One more question: Is anyone interested in reading my *full* writer’s bio?
Borderlands Kōan
It seems we are always crossing borders. As a result, we are each other’s greatest mysteries. <3
Antoine’s Cake
When I can’t sleep, I read Antonia Fraser’s histories and biographies about royalty. Let me explain why.
The Olla Podrida of Ogden Avenue
MY FRESHMAN YEAR of college I lived in an apartment near my favorite coffeehouse. It was not my first time to live in a transitory neighborhood. But it was my first experience with a wheelchair flasher and a SWAT team.
The Universe, According to My Husband
I did not know when I married The Husband that his hobby was studying the universe. And I did not know that would include having to listen to and/or watch in passing a sleek-packaged array of programs about every element of the science of the universe. But I now know I do not understand the following: astronomy, astrometry, astrophysics, astronautics, astrochemistry, aerospace engineering, spectroscopy, cosmography, cosmology, and basic geography.
What I’m Thinking About, Is Darkness
Symbolism is one step above, or below an alchemical reaction— I can never remember which— but it doesn’t matter because half the time because when you try to parse a literary symbol to find what makes it gleam so, it blows up half the garage before you’ve even got your calipers around it properly.
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