Someone sent me a personal note regarding one of my stories a few weeks ago. This person wanted to let me know that they liked what I had written… I think. The note may have been in disguise. It was only a couple of quick paragraphs, and it started with:
“Hello, I loved your story ‘The Thought of Getting Clean Terrified Me’…”
Okay, sounds all right… we’re off to a good start. My heart said “Aw, how nice,” but for some reason, my mind told my eyes to squint and beware.
The person ended the note with:
“ Interesting read…
First, let’s fast forward to this week. Pandemic isolation set aside, I feel I’ve accomplished quite a bit this week. I’ve done some book reading, I’ve dug through a ton of online research on how to use the newly discovered Medium, published my first couple of articles, fixed the big garage door, sewed a bunch of masks, and I had a great phone session with my recovery counselor, to name a few.
To most people, that probably doesn’t seem like much to be proud of. “Whoop de doo, she’s done some everyday, run of the mill tasks” — right? Yep…
On January 10, the morning of the appointment had arrived. She went out to our front porch to await her friend’s arrival. I told her I loved her and I’d see her when she returned in a few hours.
We didn’t know it then, but that was the last time she would ever see her home.
It first showed itself on the upper part of Celeste’s chest. It came in the form of quarter-sized welts she told herself were “just mosquito bites.” I knew better when I saw that her mosquito bites were now turning shades of yellow and purple…
Holiday programming — Charlie Brown, the original Grinch, Rudolph… basically any Halloween or Christmas specials on television — I love ‘em all. It has always been pretty important for me to watch these much-loved movies and cartoons every single year throughout my life, but, up until recently, I’ve never actually paused to think about WHY it’s so important to me. Or more so, I’ve never had cause to stop and think about it. My aunt Celeste has something to do with my fondness for the holiday specials nowadays, but there’s more to it than just that. …
I had all but given up on submitting to large publications, until the largest one found ME
There are many different relationships that form in the writing world. You build relationships with other writers, readers, editors, and also with publications.
The way my relationship formed with the largest publication on Medium was likened to falling in love: It happened when I was least expecting it.
I began my Medium writing journey this past summer, and since then I’ve become a contributing writer for several different publications. …
We all saw what happened over the summer, right? It’s only getting worse. Nothing is better. Nothing. We all know this. These past few weeks, we’ve had the highest amount of COVID-19 cases than ever before, and each day after the next, the numbers grow higher. I don’t think I’ll ever understand what the hell is going through people’s minds during all of this, or how they are so willing to put themselves and others (including their own families) at risk.
Thanksgiving is upon us tomorrow. Despite the pandemic, folks everywhere are still planning on having their traditional turkey dinner…
It’s 5:06 PM in California right now, and as I sit here writing, Anderson Cooper provides background commentary from the TV on my bedroom wall. CNN plays on my television pretty much around the clock during daytime and early evening hours for the last two weeks. I’ve watched more news outlets — and CNN — this week than probably the last ten years combined. The broadcasters repeat themselves, trash-talk the opposite party, and constantly pick and poke. It gives me a headache after a bit, but I turn the volume down low and watch anyway.
This week, with the unbelievable…
There’s another pandemic that has swept the nation as of late, in side by side action with that other virus.
It’s called being broke.
With employment down and expenses up, there’s no particular end of the empty pockets and depleted bank accounts in near sight.
Online shopping rose over thirty percent just in the first half of this year. Web shopping is wonderful in the sense that we get to obtain the items we so desperately need without having to go out into the public world.
Unfortunately, there’s a major downside—at least from where I’m sitting—in that online prices can…
People who are presently part of a medication-assisted recovery program are unwillingly endangering themselves — simply by trying to save themselves.
Patients who spend time inside methadone clinics need safety — and they need it now.
Most folks who opt to participate in recovery treatment programs, like methadone, are usually doing so because they're trying to overcome an opiate addiction in order to better — or possibly save — their own lives. Unfortunately, the clinics that these patients must frequent in order to acquire the necessary medication are not making it very easy.