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October Newsletter: Prickly Pear Juice
So there I was, having another panic attack in the car. Yeah, it’s been a while since I wrote about something hard. Here we go! For context: 2 sets of PCR tests, quarantine, stomach bug, let’s all drive to Greece! … Continue reading
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September Newsletter: The Salt Bath
So there I was, in the bath. My knees didn’t fit, but the rest of me was under the water, warm and surrounded by salt. Pavlina had set a table next to me with almonds and figs. She’d also donated … Continue reading
August Newsletter: The Value of Practice
So there I was, neck deep in the Aegean, watching the hills turn black and the sky gold. I slowly beat with my hands and feet, trying to stay still. Trying to relax. I’ve had a hard time with vacations … Continue reading
July Newsletter: Aspirational Fiction
So there I was, doing jumping jacks, jumping – literally! – for joy in Pavlina’s grandparents’ garret in the Balkan Tower of Matriarchy. My toes sank into and lifted off from their plush, gray carpet square. Pigeons cuddled on the … Continue reading
June Newsletter: Waving Back
I’m waving through a window, oh Can anybody see, is anybody waving back at me? -Ben Platt, “Waving Through a Window” from “Dear Evan Hansen” So there I was, like, five minutes ago, curled up in the chair I’m still … Continue reading
May Newsletter: Ice Cream and Hope
So there I was, feeling good. I was in the grocery store for maybe the third time since February, buying ice, salt, frozen strawberries, and the other ingredients of home-made ice cream. My headphones were in my ears, playing Terry … Continue reading
April Newsletter: Stripping the Gears
So there I was, locked in the attic, stripping my gears. I bounced in my chair, heart racing, breath baited, teeth clench, shoulders scrunched together, tingling fingers typing furiously away at nothing. And I mean nothing! I was moving words around … Continue reading
March Newsletter: the virtuous ratchet
So there I was, washing the banister. I had my rubber gloves on, but not my face-mask because those thing fog up my glasses and I was inside where the cops couldn’t see me. I had my little tin bowl … Continue reading
February Newsletter: Insomnia
This newsletter is not actually late because of the coronavirus. Our minister of health called for all schools in the country to be closed because of an epidemic of normal flu. Then I had some potentially good news about The … Continue reading