Short Story Excerpt: Elise

This is the beginning of a short story I have been working on. It has no title yet. For the sake of simplicity, I call it Elise as this is the name of the main character. I hope you enjoy this short excerpt. 🙂 It is 10:35 on a Saturday morning. The air is warm. [...]

Short Story: All That She is Not

All That She is Not On Sunday morning, Natalie drives to her father’s house wishing she drank two cups of coffee instead of one. It is fifteen years after her parents divorced and Natalie still finds it unfair that her mother is the only one who, after all of the court meetings and paperwork, lost [...]

Journal Entry: Twelve & Thirteen

February 15th, 2019 After splitting a bottle of Prosecco on the plane, Deirdre and I made it to Fatima! We arrived in Lisbon and ate empanadas (chicken pot pie-ish thing in muffin form). Alex helped us figure out the metro to get to the bus. When we stepped off the bus in Fatima, we were [...]

Journal Entry: Eleven

February 9th, 2019 Last night I dreamed that a young couple invited me to their beautiful home in Trastevere. It was a villa with a pool and many vines and plants outside. I remember how the couple and their little children were interacting. I could feel their love for each other and their sacrificial mindsets. [...]

Childhood Twice Over

What is more baby brother than a shy knock on my bedroom door? What is more baby brother than his body flopping onto my bed, keeping his feet in the air so that they don’t touch the pillows. I remember the summer we changed our names and begged dad for guinea pigs. The summer I [...]

Wifi & Marriage

It was two days before I left for a semester in London. I was sitting on the couch in my basement, drinking a glass of red wine and watching re-runs of sitcoms from the 90's. I had been trying to check my phone less recently, but, in this moment, I couldn't fight the urge; I [...]

Proof there is god

The tears my mother cries as she washes dishes after dinner Vaughn Williams on the stereo The way my brother leans all of his weight into me when we hug The promise my father keeps, “call me if you need anything” The wedding, the divorce, the remarried women, the man she remarried Women who make [...]

An Acquired Taste

I drove home from a date on the cusp of tears. I wanted to cry, but the interior flood gates remained shut. It seemed like a perfect moment to cry with the dreary scent of perfume and hairspray saturating the driver and passenger seats. The darkness weighed in and around me. An obnoxious amount of [...]

When Lipstick Fails You

The smell of hot garlic butter and shrimp traveled from the kitchen to my bedroom. It was a Sunday afternoon and I had just showered. I had just put on a grey cowl neck sweater with darker grey sweatpants. I combed and parted my wet hair, flicking droplets of shower water onto the wood floor. [...]