Over a year ago, I was talking to this guy, this totally and completely gorgeous guy. We had met at a party in Wilmington and exchanged numbers. He was tall, tan, very muscle-y, and had light eyes and dark hair….
To Build or to Damage
I was driving down the Parkway the other day, as good Boonies regularly do, for an unexpectedly long time, as inexperienced Boonies tend to do, and I started doing some serious thinking. For those of you unfamiliar with Boone or other…
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A No to Shattering
In the world of writing, there is a lot of rejection. There are magazines, contests, and publications to which you can submit your work and wait, for what feels like years, to hear what they think. If you’re a writer…
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The Best & All the Rest
In a constant state of preparation for my first 3 days of grad school, I spent hours this week piecing myself together. I was fixated on all of the delicate, tiny, particular details of my appearance; the way my hair…
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Things I Can’t Carry
About two months ago, I was talking with an old friend over drinks. He and I have been friends for 8 years so you could say he knows me fairly well. Our conversations usually take a turn for the deep…
