I wouldn’t trade a single day we had together. Folding up your clothes, placing them in cardboard boxes, tears well up in my eyes. It’s just me in a small room on the first floor of the nursing home. I’m waiting for someone to say something incredibly stupid, how I can move on with my […]
Whew, so March was a bit crazy, so I am now playing catchup with my A-Z posts (that I absolutely said I would have all done and scheduled before April – and WHEN DID APRIL HAPPEN????) Seriously, is it actually April? Every year, April sneaks in suspiciously with many people saying very untrue things and […]
I married the woman of my dreams today. It was the perfect day, sunshine in the park, our minister a close friend who got one of those low-cost “ordinations” just to officiate for us. Everyone clapped, and it all felt so real. This is actually happening, real. Then, one of your work friends, Susan, came […]
I remember that Thursday in June when the three of us sat by the floor to ceiling window of the Starbucks on 3rd. It was crowded that day, but I could hear every word. I had a chai latte, Linda had a cappuccino, and you, Peter, had tea. “You want a three-way,” you said looking […]
“What is it really like in there?” people still ask, years later. Quarantine forced hundreds of us to stay for decades in The Hidden Library. Years passed, while the deadly book-wyrm raged outside. Magic archways lead to the Library of Alexandria, to safely replicated surfaces of distant stars, to all of the places and times someone […]
For A to Z this year, I’m going to be posting love stories, but not just ANY kind of love story. These will be about everything EXCEPT what we (in my opinion all too often) think of as “love stories”: straight, heteronormative boy-girl together forever love stories. Nothing wrong with that! But I want to […]
My parents split up when I was five. I went to live with my mom, who lovingly cared for me – well, the nanny she hired cared for me. It would be years before I would ask myself why I looked forward to summer vacation so much. (Dad only got me for vacation.) He would […]
We’ll never be friends, but we’re too exhausted to be enemies, in your flower-strewn backyard on a sunny day. In the slick red shoebox, a hamster’s body lies still. You only got to spend two days with Petey. I resist the urge to laugh at your grief. Instead, I stare down at the dirt mound, […]
Yep, it’s the first Wednesday of another month and that means time for another Insecure Writers Support Group post, which is perfect because I am feeling very insecure today. The awesome co-hosts for the March 2 posting of the IWSG are Janet Alcorn, Pat Garcia, Natalie Aguirre, and Shannon Lawrence! March 2 question – Have you ever been conflicted about […]
There’s nothing like raw desperation to make you do the impossible, the inconceivable, the necessary. Paula stares at the ticket in her hand. He would have killed me if I stayed. Keep repeating that mantra, Paula. Be brave. You’re so brave. Climb the steps of the Greyhound Bus. Smile at the genuinely nice man who […]
Anne Higa 