The Scientific Method of Getting Luckie

Dear Neglected Blog, I am neck-deep in two jobs and full-time school. I miss you. I miss writing my thoughts on a leisurely morning, coffee steaming beside me. Those days will come again. In the meantime, please take a trip over to Swoon Reads and read my book (for free) for a limited time. The…

Alternative Theologies

If you know me well or have read much of this blog, you already know I have a lot of struggles with faith and religion. I believe in something bigger than me, than this world, than creation. I love Jesus and want to be more like him. I am certain that loving one another and…

Stained Glass Prayers

God, I miss her. It’s only been a few days. I haven’t decided where to spread her ashes or if maybe I should just keep them. I haven’t thought about a memorial service, because no one but me gave Mom the time of day. She lived in her tiny old house, sleeping one door away…

Everything is Now

She sits down her coffee cup and smiles. It’s a soft smile, a knowing smile. My chest tightens, hard as stone around my heart. “There’s nothing to be afraid of,” she says. “That’s what I’m afraid of.” I look away. My eyes can’t bear to see her, to see someone who isn’t really there. “What?”…

She Left with Roxanne

Roxanne was perfect. Flawless. Jules knew it the moment she spotted her, wearing sleek black and silver, her angles sharp and curves soft. “You are mine,” Jules said aloud. A man in khakis glanced up and arched one eyebrow. Jules ignored him. She left with Roxanne. That was ten years ago, ten tumultuous years. A…

Fiction: The Regulars

The world is only as big as one diner. At least, that’s how it feels when you work almost daily double-shifts at said diner, a cliche greasy spoon known only as Pal’s. Who is Pal? Or who was Pal? No one seems to know.  The sign above the door might once have read “Opal’s,” but…

Fiction: Ribbit

Jill dragged me to this party, and I’m still thinking of the book I left at home and the glass of wine I planned to sip while reading said book. I should have slipped it into my purse. Maybe I could find a quiet room in this big house and sneak in a few chapters….