Needing four points to beat my opponent in Fantasy Football and watching my wide receiver score zero points in the first half left hope spilling like sand through the gaps in my fingers. When finally, a pass in the third quarter put me .5 ahead, and another two catches added five more points, I knewContinue reading “I Dream Of Doughnuts”
Author Archives: Jaclynn Loibl
Date Night
When going up steep hills, our Chevy Volt revs and growls unsatisfyingly. I think it gets stuck in gear, unable to shift into the next. I feel like that sometimes, like my go-go-go struggles to downshift to a calmer, more regulated state. Writing down things helps. But so does the two shots of tequila inContinue reading “Date Night”
Sugar And Spice
I remember reading that mastery comes after 10,000 hours of doing something. I know I mastered poker dealing, but what else? Gardening. Counseling. Being a perfectionist. While cooking tortellini, Dave and Evelyn were making a gingerbread house out of stickers. When Evelyn placed a snowy patch on crooked, I got mildly agitated and said somethingContinue reading “Sugar And Spice”
Head In The Clouds
I’m the narrator of my life. I don’t hide. I’m like Stephen King, I write the book and then put myself in the movie. Popcorn! Who wants some popcorn? I spin the cans of coconut water to forward face in the mini-fridge. I don’t have OCD, but I do arrange things in visually pleasing ways.Continue reading “Head In The Clouds”
Litter Of Critters
Seeing the evidence of her disdain in session, panicky eyes, scrunching face like she’d eaten something rotten, and the defensive tone she used, it was evident how much a client I see hates how their mom nitpicks their clothes choices. But why, if the mom gets such a negative response from her daughter, does sheContinue reading “Litter Of Critters”
Based On True Events
I have missed three days of blogging this year; January 1st and 2nd (due to the blog’s nonexistence) and January 14th, my 40th birthday, and likely my most hungover day this year. What a day! Back-to-back-to-back sessions with clients filled with intense and meaningful conversations. I laughed, cried, and watched a trailer for “Cocaine Bear.”Continue reading “Based On True Events”
Flinging Things
“Just one more L-shaped sectional,” I tell myself, but upon hearing the thought, I stop. I know the slippery slope of the couch looking and all its rabbit holes. I find one I like, but it’s too {insert here} one of these adjectives —-> “expensive, tall, wide, uncomfortable.” Plus, I have things to do! ForContinue reading “Flinging Things”
The Giraffe: A Writing Exercise
You’re sitting at a bar with a giraffe. What are you discussing? What are you drinking? What is the giraffe drinking? What’s the tone of the conversation? Write a page-long short story giving us the details of this encounter, and, most importantly, let your imagination run wild here. “I think it’s great, you migrating hereContinue reading “The Giraffe: A Writing Exercise”
Wishing: A Poem
Her fear is like a river that’s escaped its banks, far from under her control. She breathes with relief when the pungi yields the snake back into the basket’s weave. In her mother’s eyes, she stands like a child in waiting. “There, there,” the memory seems to say but fades like a worn-out screw. SheContinue reading “Wishing: A Poem”
Vroom Vroom!
I fed Evelyn edamame. “Eddy Money, I want more peas!” That’s please for all of you who don’t speak 3-year-old, and her trying to pronounce that bean of green is hilarious. It’s one in the books for her. An impromptu stop to see a second-hand Extreme Coaster (there’s no way we we’re spending $400 onContinue reading “Vroom Vroom!”
Going On 40 