I’m writing the things and posting the things but I’m not shouting about them here because I keep forgetting, so here’s a frantic rundown of some of the latest nonsense I’ve produced: Don’t Tell Suicidal People They Are Loved (actually not nonsense, but a very thoughtful and carefully crafted article about how to help people […]
It was 2005, I was 14 years old and I had never been kissed. And there was this boy. We’ll call him Timmy because I’m too ashamed to use his real name. What if he sees this and thinks big of himself? Now, Timmy wasn’t all that to look at, but he did play the […]
Lit Up published my short creative nonfiction piece about losing my dad. It’s not the most cheerful thing I’ve ever written but we can’t write fun stories all the time, I guess! His skin is too thin. Not papery — not that frail— but like the corners of a paperback that have been crumpled up and […]