Scent and Memory

The cold lifted slightly, and the sun came out, so I went for a walk around Irvington. I stuffed airpods in my ears and put on a playlist, and this made the walk my own, a version of it that no one could repeat, even if they went the same way. There weren't many people …

Waiting for the Tide

At some point I became the person who thinks, Oh yeah, sure, X terrible or frightening or challenging thing? Why WOULDN'T that happen to me?--entirely abandoning the youthful pressupposition that we're immune from all the hardest, most difficult aspects of human life. But at some point, all that stuff--the difficult, bad, frightening things--all that stuff …

Art Gallery

I got in my car after work today so that I could get a coffee and drive around. I don't know if the appeal of driving around makes sense unless you are likewise a person who relates to the desire to get in a car and cruise around purposelessly for an undefined stretch of time …

Nomads

The cool thing about being the boss faciltator of the #writerly program is I get to gently nudge people toward types of writing that excite me. And so today is that: a reflection in ~100 words. Every Monday something happens: either the kids leave or they arrive. This is the pattern of co-parenting, our version …

The Table

In 2019 I bought a new dining room table. At the time I bought it mostly to make it easier to host Creative Nights, something I used to hold at my house every other Friday night, for a number of creatively inclined co-worker friends. These friends would gather and talk and drink and write and …

Stone Rabbit

Between the backside of the McDonald's and an outdoor storage facility on Indianapolis' east side, where I live, is a through road that connects the restaurant parking lot with the Pep Boys parking lot and then the road. It's the way I always leave McDonald's, preferring to chart my return to busy Washington Street via …

Mistakes

I shouldn't be grouchy about responding to any of these prompts, because I wrote many of them, and I think I wrote this one (Andrea [my Writerly partner-in-crime] -- please correct me if I'm wrong. And if so, you're in trouble. jk, jk). I don't like making mistakes. I spent last night thinking about (worrying, …

Recipe For A Moment

One part ordinariness--a car ride, a meal, a walk--swirled together with a second piece of ordinariness--the setting sun, a thread of conversation, your unprompted smile--and left to steep, ordinariness removing ordinariness, two like entities cancelling out likenesses until they are no longer only together but one, the one unforgettable. Today's prompt: Write a recipe for …

Evening Negotiation

It was nearly impossible not to pregame this piece--it was nearly impossible not to try to catch a line in my head so that when I hit the timer to start the five minute countdown that I would have something to dig into. The cat has just moved to the top of my feet. She …