You’re not supposed to think of yourself as a writer. Think of yourself as a journalist or a content creator or as any other marketable term. Writer? Nobody knows what that is. Nobody thinks it’s a real thing that an adult person should be. We’re all writers, right? We all write. What makes you think […]
Better in writing
I’m better in writing, where I can set my own pace and pursue my own turns of mind without anxiety or distraction. Where the only expectations are those established within the work itself, not those pressing in from the world outside. In writing, I make sense and follow my own internal logic. In the world, […]
Pantyhose breakdown
That summer, we were laying the groundwork for Grandma’s move from Napa to Roseville. Rental van companies were being researched and compared. Furniture was being measured. Tonnage of rooms was being guesstimated. Boxes were being collected, and early efforts made at packing up certain non-essential items that could make the trip ahead of the rest. […]
The growth of compassion
Growing up in an agricultural center, I knew white people who liked to make offensive generalizations about the Mexican-Americans who worked the fields and were (so I was told) taking over the town. But I also lived and went to school among said Mexican-Americans, and they seemed like regular people with some differences of culture […]
Stella Louise, internet starlet
The cat’s a bigger deal than I am, and don’t think she lets me forget it. Back in my compulsively-photographing-and-videoing-everything-so-I-won’t-have-to-participate phase, I noticed that I had two clips of family cats making odd noises. The first was my brother’s cat asking to be let outside. The other was my Mom’s cat, Stella, making a kind […]
Trader Joe’s
If you’re heading to Trader Joe’s, go the first hour after they open or the last hour before they close. Any other time is asking for trouble. During one ill-timed visit to pick up a few things, I glided in and cut an immediate right into the produce area. Even at Trader Joe’s, this section […]
Pumpkin Pancakash Polka
pan·cak·ash (pan-kok-uzh) When I run “pancakes” through an online translator, the Portuguese word it comes back with is “panquecas.” My full-blooded Portuguese grandma says the old folks she knew used to call them “pan-koksh.” Come to think of it, that might just be the regular English word muttered through a mouthful of linguiça. Anyway, I […]
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