Category Archives: creative non-fiction

i suppose you could say this entire blog is creative non-fiction but i tend to only classify those pieces i actually put a solid amount of work and revising into as cnf.

it’s a fucking arbitrary distinction.

My Friend from High School Died and it’s Fucking Me Up

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This was originally posted on my Medium profile on February 21, 2017. Last month my friend from high school died, and we don’t know why, he just did, he was in his late 20s and he died of natural causes, which is just fucking me up because what the fuck does that even mean? Like my brain kind of thinks… Read more »

Celebrate Love. All kinds of love.

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This was originally posted on my Medium profile on February 14, 2017. I used to hate Valentine’s Day with an all-consuming passion. Before that, I adored it. In my childhood, Valentine’s Day was great. It was my half-birthday (approximately 6 months from my actual birthday) so my parents (well, mom mostly) made a big deal of it and how I… Read more »

This is not for you: Productivity and Chronic Illness

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This was originally posted on my Medium profile on February 7th, 2017. I read a lot of articles on productivity and improving one’s creativity and making life better. How to do better, be better, accomplish more, feel satisfied with my life, not feel like such a fucking failure all the time. I read these articles because productivity and discipline are… Read more »

Not everything is for you: kids and Deadpool

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This was originally posted on my Medium profile on February 17th, 2016. I suppose it was inevitable. People have taken their kids to see Deadpool…and then complained it wasn’t appropriate for kids. Look. I am the first person to say that the MPAA ratings are bullshit and usually far too puritanical. I believe parents know better than a bunch of… Read more »

My Failed Relationship with Toe Socks

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This post was originally published on my Medium profile on January 21st, 2016. Since I was 12 I’ve been in love with toe socks. They’d become the symbol for the quirky, cute, intelligent girl who didn’t quite fit in but was still gorgeous according to conventional standards of beauty. They appeared in the glossy spreads of my teen magazines, desperately… Read more »

Finding Back the Glue

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This post was originally posted on my Medium profile on January 13, 2016. Sometimes I imagine myself as a table, holding a mug. The mug is my sanity, and the table is my life, it’s me, it’s the sum total of experiences and memories and everything that makes me, me. The table has three uneven legs; they are wobbly and… Read more »

Hope in the face of numbness

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This post was originally published on my Medium profile on January 6, 2016. My left pinky has become permanently numb. I don’t know when this started. Every day I press it, hard, to the palm of my hand, in the hopes that that feeling, that pins and needles, that signal to my brain that something is wrong with the flesh — in… Read more »