Monthly Archives: February 2013
If it doesn’t come easily, you should stop.
That’s my writing advice. Don’t force it. Don’t write page after page of mediocre shit just so you can make your word count for the day, or fill up the 4.75 hours you’re meant to be writing.… Read more
I dreamed I had my dog in my arms and was crossing an angry river. Kali wasn’t moving. And I should have been scared — the water above my breasts — but she wasn’t heavy and I wasn’t cold. Still, I woke up crying.
I … Read more
“Hey, Jill,” he says, “I know what your favorite thing in the world is.”
“What is it?”
“Me,” he says with all the certainty of certainty.
“You are so right,” I say.
I don’t understand why we would push away from one another. Why we … Read more
She is talking about the middle, though she doesn’t name it that. She’s telling me that the middle is where you recognize the loop — the conversations you have on repeat in your relationships — the things you bash your head against. You learn to … Read more
She has just told me her friend has divorced after 42 years, and I say, “She was married longer than anything else. Longer than she had a job, longer than she raised kids, longer than anything except just being alive.”
My friend’s eyes fill; her … Read more
“Um,” the girl with her arm raised says, “Caleb is annoying us.”
“You know the best way to deal with that is to ignore it, right?”
She sits up as straight as possible, glares at him in the least ignoring way ever, and says, “That’s … Read more
My love for Wonder Woman has more to do with Lynda Carter than anything else. And last night, in the stellar documentary, Wonder Women!, Carter said that when she got the role, people warned her women would hate her as Wonder Woman. “Why?” she … Read more
The woman who named me Jill Amy is dying. She always said it as a single word. She had this pile of red hair and I grew up thinking her one of the most beautiful women I knew. My grandmother taught me to whistle. And … Read more