This week I’m stepping it up a notch in the dating department. I’m on week three of my last haircut, which makes my hair in that optimal state where it’s long enough to be ga-ga-ga-gorgeous and short enough for me to be cute. Depending on my book sales, I may not be able to get a haircut for a while. This is my optimal boyfriend-getting time. Of course, I’m also busy with my blog and my writing. I need a list.Continue reading “11 Things I’m Doing This Week While Looking For A Boyfriend”
I spill the popcorn after complaining about Berry spilling it last time, which is what I get, he says. I spend too long outside in the hall talking to a man in joggers with a ring on his right ring … Continue reading Runner
The rain stopped hitting the tin roof above the garage door. Sean turned off the table saw and wiped the sawdust from his face with his faded red t-shirt. Maggie ran out from under the silver Nissan. She shook the … Continue reading Losing One
He sits down next to me. His slim fitted pants wrap up his legs like a much anticipated Christmas present, one you don’t even intend to eye all that often because you already know what’s inside, but you stare anyway. … Continue reading The Arrangements of Bird-Men
On Wednesdays, I work on my blog.
Today, I have three goals. I need coffee, I need to write this blog post, and I need to get more editing clients. I’m off from my part-time job today, so I can spend the day focusing on my writing and editing business. I’m taking a shower and heading to Bardstown Road. I might text my friend Braxton John to see if he wants to sit down with me over coffee for a bit, or I might just force myself to go out by myself. Either way, it’s early and I need coffee. The buses are more frequent this early in the morning and I’d rather spend the money I’d spend on an Uber on a better latte. Continue reading “Setting Daily Goals Helps Me Stay Focused, Braxton John – Fiction”
Saturday I was at home thinking about working on one of my 10 page English papers, but I decided to go to a bar instead. The last time I blogged about my trip to a bar, my social awkwardness got the better of me and I didn’t have a very good experience. To be honest, I’m not even sure why I wanted to go to a bar again, let alone why I wanted to go to one by myself.
The bar I went to was called Teddy Bears. It’s supposed to be a gay bar, but really it’s just a big black box that a bunch of guys hangout and drink in. I like it because it’s close and the drinks are really cheap. I got there around 6PM. The bar was full, so I had to stand around behind everybody with my $3 rum and coke. From now on when I’m by myself in a bar I’m no longer starting off with a rum and coke.
I felt awkward and out of place for a little while. Okay, the whole time. I just Continue reading “I Went To A Bar By Myself”