Tag: introvert

One Last Word

By the end of today, I wanted to duct tape shut the mouths of the people I was with so they could not utter another single syllable. It was okay if their bodies were littered about my house and also okay if they talked… Continue Reading “One Last Word”

The Eventual Freedom of Not Belonging

The first time I ate dinner alone in a restaurant I had fettuccine in cream sauce with peas. There’s a name for that dish but I don’t remember it. I do remember holding a biography of Princess Diana on my lap, a hardcover book,… Continue Reading “The Eventual Freedom of Not Belonging”

Oh Tinker Bell, Where Are You?

I’m looking at Peter Pan costumes on Amazon tonight. This, after my daughter told me that “anything princess will be infantile or slutty.” The occasion is a blogging conference that I’m attending later this month in Atlanta. The first night features a reception hosted… Continue Reading “Oh Tinker Bell, Where Are You?”

One Last Word

By the end of today, I wanted to duct tape shut the mouths of the people I was with so they could not utter another single syllable. It was okay if their bodies were littered about my house and also okay if they talked… Continue Reading “One Last Word”