A Lived-In Room

A black cat sits atop a closed laptop on the round glass dining room table. The floor is peppered with cat toys--balls that bounce, balls that jingle, stuffed mice laced with catnip--and hasn't seen a vacuum in months. A green velvet rolling desk chair replaces the metal-backed dining chairs that should complete the small kitchenette … Continue reading A Lived-In Room

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Truth in Development

There is nothing more poetic to me than watching an image slowly emerge from a spotless white sheet of paper, floating in a shallow tray in the cast of a red light in a darkroom. The image is fuzzy at first, a blur of grey slowly appearing on the solid white background. The shadows come … Continue reading Truth in Development

Why I Write Nonfiction

They walked me down the hall to the campground’s small infirmary: they have to tell me something—it sounds serious. I could smell the alcohol and peroxide as I sat on the sterilized examination table. Oh Mylanta, who's dying? Wait… I'm the one sitting on the exam table… is it me?? "We want you to know, … Continue reading Why I Write Nonfiction

The Rise and Fall of Judy Garland

“Amphetamines and Barbiturates: The Up(per)s and Down(er)s of a Legend” “Smile though your heart is aching. Smile even though it’s breaking…” Judy Garland’s heart was indeed broken for most of her regrettably short life; but if anyone knew how to smile through pain, it was little “Baby” Gumm. Already a sensation by the age of … Continue reading The Rise and Fall of Judy Garland