As a newlywed, I get asked how married life is a lot. “So far so good,” I would say. Now that it’s tax season, I’ve readjusted my answer to, “getting married and then filing taxes separately is the pits, I should have stayed single.” It doesn’t get as many laughs as I’d like. My friend […]
is one of the questions Paul asked on his blog post. (see link below). I am still working on my memoirish piece but I was struck by this question because it’s a similar one to what my professor and I discussed in relation to my writing. Most of my pages are littered with death, which […]
Happy New Year, everyone! Let’s talk about books and babies in 2018.
I’ve been trying to write and re-work this piece. Just before we got you, Ben and I got into a fight at Target. We stood there, in the curtain aisle, screaming at each other about which ones to buy, what colors to choose, why is our apartment such a goddamn mess? We had just […]
I’ve been taking a creative writing workshop for the past five weeks. It’s been good for me in the sense that I am finally, finally writing again. It is not good in the sense that it’s been using up all my energy, so I constantly feel depleted, like I’m always spent. If I’m not spent, […]