NICE GIRLS? THEY ORDER CHARDONNAY! And Miss Madame is most definitely a nice girl. Dear Miss Madame, I live in Brest, a town on the western coast of France. My French roommates and I are in our twenties and we go out pretty often, usually to a little cafe/bar down the street that’s […]Read more "Dear Miss Madame : The Lady Drinks!"
I’m filling my Earl Grey tea cup this morning at work when the weirdest water cooler conversation bubbles up. “Let me ask you a strange question.” I smile nervously, “OK.” “You ever close your eyes and press your fingers into your eyelids?” “Yeah, fireworks light show.” “Exactly!” He flutters his eyes closed and lightly demonstrates […]Read more "On Floaters and Flashes"
I stopped drinking for a month. A few of my friends quit drinking for January and that’s where I got the idea, but I was late to the game. I started on January 23rd because I was headed to AWP on February 26th and I certainly wasn’t going to make it through a writing conference […]Read more "A Drink to My Mental Health"