Jaclynn Loibl

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!”

Mitts Up!

Stalling, stalling, stalling…(put to the music of Rawhide) is what I’m doing instead of writing. Speaking of, as I was trying to go to sleep last night, the writer within woke. You could write right now, you know? I’m really inspired. Let’s do it. Hey, you! The little bastard was persuasive, and like money beingContinue reading “Mitts Up!”

Cutting Wheelies

I’m walking laps on the upstairs track at the YMCA. Passing me on my left is a rotund man whose girth might disqualify him for a Santa Clause audition. But he is singing – LOUDLY – enough for me to raise my eyebrow at the woman walking adjacent to me and get a coy smileContinue reading “Cutting Wheelies”

A Game Of Chess

Sometimes I have fun at work. Today I brought Klask, a mini version of air-hockey, to play with my 3 pm. I know I’ll likely win, but who’s keeping track? I recall resetting a chess game in my supervisor’s office so my friend, who also worked there, could teach me. A day or two later,Continue reading “A Game Of Chess”

It’s A Rap (On The Floor)

A stop by Subway reminded me of the summer I ate for free there. A six-inch roasted chicken breast on Italian herbs and cheese bread with bacon, extra mayonnaise, and all the trimmings, please. How? Let’s say I didn’t say no to a roll of stamps from a kleptomaniac college friend that worked there. WasContinue reading “It’s A Rap (On The Floor)”