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It Was a Good Day – in Atlanta

A gentle way to ease back into this blog would be a conversational post about what I did today in the sometimes-great city of Atlanta. So that’s what I think I will do. It works much better than an angst-ridden post about the various emotional travails that have kept me away from writing for aContinue reading “It Was a Good Day – in Atlanta”

Sleepless After Seattle

I took a break, y’all. After writing myself into a corner and getting worked up over a nonsense conspiracy-laden faux-mystical tract about COVID vaccines in April, I realized that I had burned myself out. I’ve lived a lot of life in the past three months. I took a somewhat secret trip to New Orleans, enduredContinue reading “Sleepless After Seattle”

Children of the Corn-secration

Or Sorry, I Couldn’t Come Up With a Better Pun “Oh, I could write a book.” –Anna Stevenson, close friend and fellow PK Wherever there are men of God, there are traumatized offspring left in their wake. We are expected to be either perfect or pervy. We are either kind, or kind of sickening. WeContinue reading “Children of the Corn-secration”

That’s Just Not Natural!

Until we finally moved to Nashville when I was 12, my mind never stopped fidgeting. Small-town life fit me like a shrunken tank top and annoyed me like the itchy label in back. I was relieved to cast it aside in time for my teenage years.

Time After Time

“While I created some separation in my world, my sense of time over the past year was the same amorphous blob I’ve heard others describe–mostly one long stretch of disconnection, with blips of normality around the edges.”

Daylight Griping Time: The Notorious D.S.T.

Daylight is a metaphor for life itself, and planning our days around its ebbs and flows is just as natural for us as it is for time to not pay attention to our silly theatrics and to keep flowing as it always does.

Whither unSouthern?

“Dr. Newman is a guest in our home. If I’m self-conscious, he’ll be ill at ease. I can’t allow that to happen. It would be… un-Southern.” –Blanche Devereaux, The Golden Girls What does it mean to be Southern? Ask ten people, and you’ll get fifteen answers. The rules of engagement for being a “real” SouthernerContinue reading “Whither unSouthern?”