Michelle on Jul 05 2008 | Filed under: The Stories
If you’re new here, you may want to subscribe to my RSS feed. Thanks for visiting!I’m so angry/sad right now. I found out last night that the wife of one of my colleagues died. She was one of those women who looked perfect at all times. I felt jealous of her and of her […]
Michelle on Jul 03 2008 | Filed under: The Stories
Photo: bradleygee
Yesterday, I heard a soft knock at the door. I opened it to see a large black guy standing there. I figured he must be one of my neighbors.
“Ma’am, I’ve ran out of gas just up the street here,” he said, motioning around the corner to Church Street where I couldn’t see. “Do […]
Michelle on Jun 28 2008 | Filed under: The Stories
Photo: kuyman
So far, they’ve never been premonitions. And when you’re driving down the road and in your mind’s eye you see the motorcycle in front of you skid, tumble, its driver sliding beneath the wheels of an oncoming car–you are thankful for that.
It’s difficult to know what to make of it all sometimes. You […]
Michelle on Mar 29 2008 | Filed under: The Personal, The Stories
Last night I was tucking Sage into bed. He reached up, grabbed his dreamcatcher, and proceeded to give it a few good whacks.
I asked him what he was doing.
“I’m cleaning out the bad dreams so that there will be room for some more,” he said.
I didn’t ask where the old ones went. […]
Michelle on Jan 27 2008 | Filed under: The Stories
I have a colleague whose partner just died from cancer. It sucks on so many levels, one of which is that they’ve been together like 25 years and since my colleague is an lesbian in this little town, she can’t grieve as openly as she could if it had been a husband who had died. […]
Michelle on Jan 14 2008 | Filed under: The Stories
So I’m reading this book, Mad Dash, by Patricia Gaffney. It’s one of those books that is just uncanny in its observations about marriage and relationships. It’s depressing in its truthfulness really. I can’t tear myself away from it. The characters are so real to me. With books like these, I always wonder what sort […]
Michelle on Jun 25 2007 | Filed under: The Stories
We get a lot of wrong numbers at our house. Often, I get Sage to answer the phone so I don’t have to deal with it. The other day, he answered the phone and hung up saying, “That was really weird”.
I looked up from the really important business at my computer.
“What did they […]
Michelle on Jan 07 2007 | Filed under: The Stories
Until I was 33, I had always thought that “swollen lips” and “ripped bodices” were something that came out of cheesy romance novels. Not that I would ever read such a thing, of course. This misconception was shattered one night after a stunning dance performance by the man who would later become my husband […]
Michelle on Dec 31 2006 | Filed under: The Stories
Susan thinks of agoraphobia as a black hole of sorts, something that exists within her own house, sucking her toward it, not releasing her into the universe. The black hole is a comfort. She exists quite comfortably in its vacumn.
For months, she has been working with her phone-based counselor to get out of […]
