Flags of Compatibility, Book Selection as Rosarch Test
My Better Half directed me to the New York Times opinion piece It’s Not You, It’s Your Books this weekend. I laughed, I cried, I saw my younger self in the dating female who is just so damn glad to have found a guy who reads at all that she’s initially willing to overlook the [...]
Gardenia Excerpt
She talks to herself in the bathroom mirror. Her lips damp with rum, her cheeks glowing with drink. He is only sharing the truth with someone, anyone. There is no harm in this. She manipulates her shirt back into the waistline of her jeans, she smoothes her hair and purses her lips. She stares [...]
Those Kind of Friends
I am an Easter failure. I didn’t plan an egg hunt, there were no bunnies or chicks, no collared shirts or little girl dresses. Hell, we didn’t even color eggs this year. I boiled and chilled a dozen. I purchased food coloring and vinegar. But when it became time to dip the eggs, I felt [...]
Gardenias, Revised
So I’ve finally completed the short story I’ve had open for a long time. The writing I’ve done recently makes sense within its context, completes it somehow…
She is just about to shower when Paul begins to rattle the knob and pound at the door. He knows how she hates to be disturbed while mired [...]
Pity Party Encore
So it’s that time of year again…mid-March and the annual guys trip to Sebring is upon us. My Better Half is off today to spend five days and nights sleeping in a camper and living on the slope of a racetrack in central Florida with ten other sweaty, unshaven and heavily intoxicated men. And though [...]
My Stable of Boyfriends
Without Tears or Recrimination
We waited for a bleak, gray day to talk about it. That’s always the way. It’s so much easier to be confrontational when the weather is as dank and misty. Frustration can simmer even on the sunniest of days but in the gloom of February it just seems impossible to ignore.
Admittedly we’ve been patching it [...]
A Staggering Suggestion
It’s the fourth and I’m approaching the thirty day mark of a sixty day self imposed period of asceticism. Time for an update…
Obviously the exercise in economy requires some flexing of the self control muscle and, like any attempt to improve oneself, to tone and sculpt and define, there is some pain associated. And while [...]
All Mine
I like it when I get a chance to spend a few days alone in the house. It’s a rare opportunity. My Better Half works from home and so the occasional business trip is, while not exactly welcome, at least a break from each other, in a long spell of togetherness.
During these days of [...]
Apology
I want to be funny today, after a long weekend, I’m thinking levity and tongue-in-cheek. But instead, there is some business I need to attend to. It’s my own sloppy, passionate fault that I let things rip here every now and again and people, namely My Better Half, get their feelings hurt. And so, today, [...]
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