no shrinking violet

words by e. spalding

To borrow a quote from William Friedkin, “True horror is seeing something approach.” In “A Guest for Mr. Spider,” true horror is seeing a lonely child approach something unspeakably horrible, and being unable to stop it, or look away.

/arrives 2 years late with Starbucks and The Big Questions, how’s everybody been, etc. I’ve been thinking about this question a lot lately–mostly because I’ve been mad a lot*, about one thing or another, and have felt 1) completely unable to change my circumstances, and 2) guilty about feeling mad in the first place. Which …

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Nice. As much of my life is in flux right now I have no shortage of obligations. That doesn’t seem to stop me from returning to hobbies that syphon away at my productivity in deceptively harmless minutes at a time. I’m especially susceptible to these distractions when 1) things are slow at my day job, and …

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“I like this one specific thing an awful lot, I just can’t figure out why.” Case in point: I enjoy a bonfire, but not hot weather. Why? Bonfires are cozy. Sometimes you cook food on them. Hot weather–and humidity–make me feel as though I’m walking through hot soup. Mystery solved. Figuring out just what it is …

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