I hate revising. Not the first time through, mind you. Revising after that shitty first draft is fun, fruitful, and productive. The memoir takes shape as it morphs from random musings into a coherent book with insight and profundity (at
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Let Me Do It MyselfLet Me Do It Myself
I get it. I fully understand why retailers are eliminating self-checkouts, why they are limiting them to Ten Items or Less, why they no longer want customers to check themselves out. All those thieves have ruined it for the rest
(No Fear of) Missing Out(No Fear of) Missing Out
I’ve always been prone to live in my own little world. As a child, I created fairy-tale worlds with Care Bears and Barbies, my hundreds of stuffed animals, and MTV. I didn’t pay attention to what was in vogue or
So I Think I Can DanceSo I Think I Can Dance
Solid Gold dancer—that’s what I dreamed I’d grow up to be. At four years old, I understood little about trends, TV shows, and dancing. I don’t even remember what the premise of Solid Gold was, only that a group of
A Mole Problem Part 2A Mole Problem Part 2
I’m covered in moles. Even as a child, I had noticeable moles, larger ones than my peers. A huge one uglied the side of my thigh; two large moles, one raised, circled my bellybutton. Dozens of moles spotted my arms.
A Mole Problem Part 1A Mole Problem Part 1
I wish my mole problem was one Mr. McGregor could relate to—a pesky varmint in my garden, a taunting nemesis. At least I would have a physical target, one I could see, not something akin to paranormal activity. The mole
Upon Seeing an Old FriendUpon Seeing an Old Friend
I’m an introvert. I hate small talk. I cultivate only two kinds of relationships: meaningful ones that feel equally invested between friends and coworker ones that develop due to proximity. As much as I dreamed of growing up to have
We Are the WorldWe Are the World
Those iconic tinkling chimes and then the da, da da da…you know right away what’s next: “There comes a time…” I grew up in the 80s, a decade of sitcoms and game shows, big earrings and blue eyeshadow. And, of
Winter Is ComingWinter Is Coming
A foot of snow fell. Then the brutal cold came. It was like something out of Little House on the Prairie. But I shouldn’t complain. Other than a dusting of snow on Christmas, winter stayed away until 2024. I drive