This entry is part 1 of 24 in the series What’s Left of My LifeIn the fall of 2008, I was missing my old friends in the Story Project. (And by “old friends,” I mean the characters I had written…
This entry is part 1 of 24 in the series What’s Left of My LifeIn the fall of 2008, I was missing my old friends in the Story Project. (And by “old friends,” I mean the characters I had written…
This entry is part 2 of 24 in the series What’s Left of My LifeCollege has officially started. I’m officially not there. You’d think this was a free country, what, with all the flag-waving and Extra Value meal choices, but…
This entry is part 3 of 24 in the series What’s Left of My LifeAfter yesterday’s post, I tried to calm myself down. I get really worked up thinking about it, because it’s like I’ve committed the unpardonable sin. “For God…
This entry is part 4 of 24 in the series What’s Left of My LifeWell, I’m hungry and I’m sick of pizza pockets. Not much else going on. Just the usual–you know, a general discontent with the world that sometimes…
This entry is part 5 of 24 in the series What’s Left of My LifeThis week I’ve: Beaten Chrono Trigger again. (I love that game.) Rearranged my room. Eaten too many Oreos. So good with milk. Re-read Anne of Green…
This entry is part 6 of 24 in the series What’s Left of My LifeMom and I fought again last night. She doesn’t listen to what I say. I say the same thing every time and she doesn’t understand. So…
This entry is part 7 of 24 in the series What’s Left of My LifeLabor Day weekend. Yippee. (Can’t you feel the love?) Actually, it wasn’t too bad. I think I’m just using my sarcasm out of habit. My dad’s…
This entry is part 8 of 24 in the series What’s Left of My LifeI apologize to all those search engine bots that check my site. I’ll try to update regularly. I’m sure you’ve missed my lovely wit. Actually, I’ve…
This entry is part 9 of 24 in the series What’s Left of My LifeI handed three chapters to my mom last night. “I wanted you to read the beginning of my book.” It was difficult to hand over the…
This entry is part 10 of 24 in the series What’s Left of My LifeShe didn’t like it. She brought her up again. I’m going to find an apartment.
This entry is part 11 of 24 in the series What’s Left of My LifeI don’t want to talk about my week. My life’s a mess. Maybe my mom’s right, maybe I’m screwed up. Maybe I’m can’t get over what…
This entry is part 12 of 24 in the series What’s Left of My LifeIf anyone reads this blog, I must sound like a lunatic. I’m not saying what I wrote yesterday wasn’t true, but I’m not a nutcase. Really….