Posts in "Narrative"

The Two Date Rule and Why I’m Done With It

I have a lot of rules. An utterly ridiculous amount of rules. Last night I was having a conversation with someone and mentioned the way I was raised — an extremely conservative evangelical upbringing — with….yep, you guessed it A LOT OF RULES. “I’m not there anymore,” I said, “But I guess I make up… Continue reading

Good Southern Men

“Good Southern men are slow movers,” Jason said between drinks of his miso soup. We were sitting in a hole-in-the-wall sushi restaurant reputed to be one of Nashville’s best. A drunken tourist behind us interrupted loudly to ask the table across the way what their thoughts were on Broadway. “Should it be DONE?” The visible… Continue reading

Love Experiment #57: Hit Me With Your Best Shot

This is a part of a series of letters I write to my one day great love. Yep. I’m that earnest. You are too. That’s why you’re reading this. <3 Darling man, This morning I wish I could reach over and and tangle my leg with yours, feeling your warmth while I write these words…. Continue reading

Welcome to Pleasantville…

I’m soaking up the sunlight glittering through the twelve windows in the room we’ve unimaginatively named “The Sunroom.” The birds are hollering back and forth as the wind sends crisp brown and golden leaves to cover the still green grass right outside the sliding glass doors. The same breeze is also gently nudging the rope… Continue reading

How My Family Helped Me Rebuild

This morning I sat with my family around the table at our favorite diner and talked for an extra hour after we’d finished breakfast. There was a lot of laughter. I had two dates this week and though I hadn’t thought much about it, they were horrified to learn I’d paid for each of them…. Continue reading

Deep Lines: An Almost Love Story

Deep lines echoed out from the corners of his eyes. They reflected the sea only a moment’s walk from where we sat; a reminder that this was a place where smiles formed daily. He sat sipping his steaming coffee while a massive dog lumbered nearby, making a nest about his knees. Wearing shorts, a polo,… Continue reading

Don’t Let Me Down

I don’t know when showing up became so important to me. I watch your lips moving I see the words taking shape But love’s like a language I cannot translate I can’t afford to be careless And let you in I turn my head for one minute And lose everything Maybe it was Bedlam that… Continue reading

I’m Taking A Break For Secret Reasons

Two weeks ago I sat in the Nashville airport, my well-worn boots propped against a concrete wall near the window looking out over the empty runway and a gloomy sky. In my lap sat a bright turquoise journal with the word “Write” scrawled on its front cover in gold leaf lettering, a present from my friend,… Continue reading

The Lion, the Key, and the Light

“Today is the first day of Diwali,” my texts to the two of them read. It was last Wednesday and I was on my way to the airport. “It’s a Festival of Lights which celebrates light overcoming darkness and divine overcoming demonic and it begins today.” In a few hours, I would get off the… Continue reading

Saying Goodbye to Expiration Dates

When I was in sixth grade, I informed my middle school guidance counselor which college I planned to attend and that I was going to graduate a year early from high school. They looked at my little, earnest befreckled face and said, “Our school district doesn’t doesn’t allow students to graduate early.” I smiled politely, folded… Continue reading