Announcing my participation in the 2011 Stephen King Challenge! Organised by Book Chick City, read and review 6, or 12, or more Stephen King works in 2011. Get your read on!
Announcing my participation in the 2011 Stephen King Challenge! Organised by Book Chick City, read and review 6, or 12, or more Stephen King works in 2011. Get your read on!
My friend Catherine’s amazing expat+HAREM post “Death at a distance”, one of the most powerful essays I have ever read, has left me processing a great deal of unresolved grief.
My submission for this week’s www.RedRoom.com themed blog competition on “What is your favorite pop song?”
My review of the tragic “Assassination Of Marilyn Monroe”.
My reflections on Miep Gies’ death as well as Wendy Soltero’s would-be 32st birthday.
Many of the things that I did in the Naughts Decade. I probably left out a bunch, but anyway.
Eight years ago two planes flew into New York’s World Trade Centers killing thousands. I remember my then-boyfriend waking me up to tell me what had happened. It was 8am in California and so I laughed at the news, thinking that someone had pulled a Fight Club and destroyed two empty buildings. When he reminded…
This was the episode that inspired this blog, and is easily one of the saddest 45 minutes, like, ever. After Wendy’s murder on October 28, 2000, I started to watch Buffy the Vampire Slayer religiously. I knew if Wendy were alive she’d still be having weekly Buffy parties at her house and I wanted to…
Written on a postcard featuring the word lingering: I am unable. Where a stamp should go: October 24, 2008 My heart It’s almost that day again. I miss you, Wendybird. How’s River? Did you meet Heath yet?
written on a postcard shaped like the final disc of the ‘one tree hill’ season finale on the flip side it is written: you remind me of someone i love so muchthat in my longing and missing of him i almost forgotthat now i know there is youwhere the stamp should go:november 2, 2006istanbul, turkey…
written on the back of one of the odes you wrote to me in what was blank spaces i painted in pink and green and red a bunch of swirls and palm trees and you flying with your wild curly hair and i write: six years later and the wishing you were here is wishing…
i had a nightmare a couple hours ago and couldn’t get back to sleep. it’s 630AM and still dark outside. they just called the prayers a little while ago. steve is snoring away. what is it about browsing through myspace that can be so comforting? looking at friends pages and their friend’s pages, finding people…
dear wendy, i need your help, my friend. i still have days where i wished i could have come with you and i still have these thoughts that this is the easiest thing to do. i have been so sad and disappointed at the realisation of jonathan brandis’ death, in those moments i couldn’t understand…
written on a postcard of fulsom prison taken from the outside on the blank space: you remind me so much of your brother i wanted to feel sad he is no longer with us.but you are just as beautiful, and powerful.i pray that you will take care of yourself.you are so special, so gifted, and…
angel girllove light furling i miss your hugseven though i know they have never gone away they are still the best,but i’m sure you know steve’s are pretty damn good too. i will learn how to drive, he’s going to teach me.i haven’t forgotten my promise.and i will skinny dip soon, i will! i hope…
written on a postcard with a picture of the movie poster for ‘the neverending story part 2′ on the blank space that has a grayscale image of the ivory tower: why didn’t you stay with us?i never got to tell you that were my first love.where i don’t need to put a stamp because you…