Funny thing I notice about Fear. He’s big and bad and burly while he’s at home lurking in my what-ifs and what-mights. He pokes at my stomach until I’m nauseous. He pounds on my chest until I can’t breathe. He shakes me and rattles me until I’m dizzy. He yells at me until I’ve relived … Continue reading Fear is a Coward
Everyone who knows or has ever met me, knows that being wordless is not one of my many problems. I always have a lot to say. The less I know on a subject, the more I'm apt to opine on it because I tend to think as a I live - out loud. Oftentimes I … Continue reading Rendered Wordless
Throughout my marriage, two of my husband's most-used phrases have driven me crazy. The first (as in the one which appeared earliest and has been used most often) is "It is what it is." The second, which appeared only a few years ago, is "You don't know what you don't know" and, oddly enough, this … Continue reading Annoyingly Profound, Part 2: “You Don’t Know What You Don’t Know”
Throughout my marriage, two of my husband's most-used phrases have driven me crazy. The first (as in the one which appeared earliest and has been used most often) is "It is what it is." The second, which appeared only a few years ago, is "You don't know what you don't know" and, oddly enough, this … Continue reading Annoyingly Profound, Part 1: “It is What it Is”
I had barely opened my eyes, yet I already knew I wasn’t going to be able to bear it another day. The dim morning light shone against the threadbare curtains and turned the pea-green walls even more putrid than their reality. He and I had painted these walls when we moved in five years ago. … Continue reading Grammar Fiction: Painting Day – Bear/Bare