Crossing Lines
Because without you there is no me. More to the point, without you, there is too much of me.
On editing porn
I love editing and proofreading other people’s work for many reasons. I love finding mistakes—correction:…
Ode to Mother’s Day: When Good Baby (Dolls) Go Bad
I’d never planned on having kids, but I’ve been wondering. I had a Barbie once; I used her as a hammer on whatever I could find until her head imploded.
Me, Nick Flynn, and Vicodin.
Me, on Vicodin (inspired by Nick Flynn) I hate Vicodin. Ten years ago, at…
Night Moves
I lay in bed from Late Night O’Clock until Time for Work O’Thirty. The list of the things I got done included vomit and sex, but not, you know, in the fun way.
Can I be honest?
Big Edie: Can I tell you something?
Me: Can I stop you? Seriously, is there anyway to stop you?
Why Avonte?
800,000 children disappear each year; one every 40 seconds. Every kid deserves this kind of effort. But, they don’t get it, there aren’t enough resources. So, why is Avonte Oquendo any more deserving than 799,999 other missing kids?
1957 Rambler Rebel
Big Edie: I feel sorry for the men in your life. You take the nice ones and twist their minds, and you take the crazy ones and push them right over the edge.
jukebox brains
There’s a crappy, outdated jukebox in my head, and someone is sneaking quarters into my mouth while I sleep.
it’s only folk music, but we like it
Big Edie, Lyle Lovett, Bruce Springsteen and the battle between Valium and Ativan
