Written by Alie Jones
Although you wouldn’t believe it, in middle school I was painfully shy. Not with everyone just at school. I remember feeling like I was never enough and too much all at the same time. 1,403 more words
I’ve been frustrated with myself because I’ve had the last year to focus on my writing and I’ve submitted nothing. I listened to friends and read articles and thought about the best way to approach writing – how much time to spend on it daily, what time was best to write, how to block off that writing time. 569 more words
I couldn’t resist.
This is Seriously, the dog we’re co-parenting with another family. She’s part Doberman, part Labrador, totally high-energy and a complete love bomb. A few days ago she rolled in stinky dead stuff. 455 more words
I plunge my head into water and a teardrop of music forsakes my body. To carve up emptiness. Trace with a finger the course of a leaf splitting in the wind. 653 more words