The condom is finally gone. It first appeared a few months ago, nestled in a gravel filled pothole in the trail that leads from our apartment complex to the park. There's no nearby dumpster or trash can it could have fallen out of. There's also no place to hide for a covert fuck near that … Continue reading I don’t know, what would you title a post about a prophylactic?
Tiny Points of Contact
I'm adjusting to how much fancier (and easier) blogging is now than it was in 2005. I never really knew what kind of traffic my blog generated back then. I never really needed to. Then, as now, it was simply a way for me to express myself and seek contact with the outside world. I … Continue reading Tiny Points of Contact
An Unexpected Reminder
Yesterday was one of those days that aren't good or bad but are instead marked by an inability to focus, low energy, and a restless, fidgety feeling underneath it all, as if I wanted to be out doing something, but can't for the life of me figure out what I want to be out doing. … Continue reading An Unexpected Reminder
A Sprained Ankle, And What Came Of It
I visited family in Tennessee last year and managed, at age 37, to give myself my first serious injury that was not related to childbirth. It was decided that a visit to Fall Creek Falls was in order, so my mom, dad, stepdads, siblings, nieces and nephew congregated at an available pavilion, where we had … Continue reading A Sprained Ankle, And What Came Of It
I am AJ, Mother of Trash Pandas
Last night I had a conversation with my children in which I called them trash pandas and highlighted how they treat our apartment as if they live in a dumpster. I informed them that we're going to be enacting some new standards for cleaning, and pointed out some specific problems that they'd been contributing to: … Continue reading I am AJ, Mother of Trash Pandas
A Perfect Spring Day
If you happened to be out and about in the Chicago suburbs today, and saw a sun-burnt, plaid-clad relic of the 90s sniffing flowers, that was probably me, hi. I say probably, because it is a metro area of 9 million people and there could easily be other souls matching that description nearby. Magic could … Continue reading A Perfect Spring Day
Evolution Of A Writer
When I was 19 or 20 I showed my sister (the second born of the family, whom I shared a place with) the beginning of a speculative fiction story I'd started. "You could write romance novels," she said, brightly and cheerfully, after looking it over. I was devastated. My sister had just damned me with … Continue reading Evolution Of A Writer
Everything Seems To Be Going Well, And That’s Suspicious
We got extremely lucky. The couple that placed a hold on the apartment we wanted backed out, and we've already applied and been approved. As soon as I knew we were approved, I pulled up google maps to take a look at the surrounding area and discovered the location is even better than I'd realized. … Continue reading Everything Seems To Be Going Well, And That’s Suspicious
Oh Shit, I’m An Adult
While thinking about the fact that I want to become a functional adult human being again I was reminded of the night when it finally came crashing home to me that no matter how I felt inside, for better or for worse, I was definitely an adult now. I was 23 or 24, sexually active … Continue reading Oh Shit, I’m An Adult
What I Want
"What do you want?" my husband asked in frustration. Beyond the answers of 'sleep' and 'a clean, non-cluttered environment' that I'd already given, I had no idea what to tell him. It felt like a waste of time and energy to want anything until I had achieved those two goals. I think at the time … Continue reading What I Want
On A Good Day 