Pause for a second. My name is Samantha Able and I am currently choking on the little pink bit of eraser that used to be attached to my HB number 2 pencil. I liked the way the little pink prince squeaked against the edges of my teeth. Like it was shining my canines up real …
My posture is bad, and so is yours. Admit it. Last week, unbeknownst to me, my partner took a photo of me at my desk. A few days later he showed me: I was mortified. It’s an awful picture. I actually believe the words out of my mouth were, “Eugghhhh!” “I’m worried about BECOMING the …
This morning the weather called for pants and because I hadn’t interacted with the outside world in over a week, I decided to put on pants. My pants are bright and stretchy… and they’re skinnies. Skinny jeans taper at the bottom and, for some reason, I wiggled my way into ones whose cuffs do not …
One word to describe today: disconnected. After posting last night’s blog post, I went to plug in my laptop when I realized I forgot my cord at home. Of course. The massive sludge did it. I blame the sludge (see: previous post). I’m on the island, by the way. Day two has slipped away from … Continue reading
…so far. I’ve only been here for 6 hours. I’m spending the week at Artscape Gibraltar Point on a self-directed writing residency. I sent myself here to work on my book. It’s going to be great. Truthfully, part of me is here because I’ve always wanted to spend the night in this old school building. The other part … Continue reading
We stood on one side of the four-laned Ontario Street in Stratford, Ontario waiting to cross to the other side so we could step out of the cold and into Small-Mart, a kitchy general store across the street. Beside Small-Mart used to be a diner, now with a huge FOR SALE OR RENT sign in the window, … Continue reading
I’ve only read a handful of memoirs written by women but in them I beg and beg for their parents to stay alive so I can write to the women authors and ask them how they did it; how they wrote about such deep, harrowing cuts with severity and perspective and then how on earth … Continue reading
Over the past two years I’ve gotten into hiking, backcountry exploration, and mountaineering. What I felt in the early hours of today was a familiar one – a false summit after a long hike to the top. You decide to go, you work hard; one foot in front of the next. Adrenaline builds as you … Continue reading
Read the original article on Offbeat Bride. So I’m engaged… and I’m getting married in 612 days. I never thought I’d ever say that out loud to anyone, let alone type it down and stare at it. There’s no quick explanation on why I never thought I’d get married. For a long laundry list of … Continue reading
Or Thoughts on Grief and Loneliness When Children Leave Home, from someone who doesn’t have any actual children Last week I wrote about wanting to be a mother in various ways… and liking olives for the first time in my life. But more importantly, I wrote about the baby birds that have been keeping me … Continue reading
