This piece was written for a Story Slam I’ll be participating in this evening. If you can join us at Create-a-Palooza on High St. in Carlisle at 7 PM, you’ll get to see me perform this live, along with other people sharing their stories about “bosses”.
I’m sitting here remembering something. Continue reading “Remembering”
WARNING: PROFANITY ALERT. ANGRY RANT AHEAD. TURN BACK NOW IF FAT BODIES OR THE F-BOMB OFFEND YOU
Belief is a funny thing.
We cling to it. Put our faith in it.
Use it to define our day to day – to make sense of our world. Continue reading “I Believe…”
Isn’t it funny how something that was once so familiar can eventually feel so foreign that it is just…strange?
I’m writing this piece from a public computer in our town’s public library — a place that still feels quite foreign to me. It shouldn’t, but it does. Continue reading “The Strange and Familiar”
I’ve been struggling lately.
By all accounts, my life is pretty damn great. I live in a great town, have fantastic friends, and an amazing girlfriend who surprises me more and more each day with her capacity to love….but I’m struggling.
Sister Act opens on Friday night, and I’m playing one of the nuns. I love little character roles like these – they’re quirky, funny, and a lot of fun to play.
But there’s one thing I don’t love. Continue reading “Walking Fat in a Skinny World”
I have a confession.
It may come as a shock to some of you, but…….
I don’t always read the instructions.
Well, let me clarify. I don’t always FOLLOW the instructions. Continue reading “Figuring It Out”
They come from different backgrounds, hold different beliefs, but they all have something in common. Continue reading “Honor the Women”
Six years ago, I reached my breaking point, grew a backbone, and left the strict, completely unhealthy religious sect I’d grown up in. It was the most terrifying, liberating thing I’ve ever and will ever do. Today, it feels like a lifetime ago, a distant memory I can look back on with pride. Six years ago, I stood up. And I’m still standing. Continue reading “Still, I Stand”
Fear is a powerful emotion. It literally causes changes in body and brain chemistry, prompts visceral, physical reactions, and can provoke us to react in ways that are less than, well, rational and kind.
Sadly, I know this firsthand. Continue reading “Of Fear and Apologies”