Author Archives: Jaclynn Loibl

I’m utilizing the back screened-in porch at my parent-in-law’s. Or is it just in-laws? Sitting in this makeshift living room, fitted with a ceiling fan, outlets, live plants, and a well-loved wood floor, is a Pinterest-worthy writing location.  But there are distractions. Like the family’s beagle, Rocky. He’s jumping up beside me, and when IContinue reading “Bye Bye Birdie”

The sun shining off the ocean looks like flashes of paparazzi cameras at the Oscars. My family bobs up and down in its surf while I’ve taken refuge in an air-conditioned bedroom. Since I can’t lie to you, I’ll guiltily admit that I’m working. Like, for my job. I called a prospective client for aContinue reading “Last Sleep ‘Til SeaTac”

When the beachgoers next to us caught a shark, my plans for this post went out the window. I meant to delve into the imposter syndrome and all its sneaky lies, but that’ll have to wait for a less-newsworthy day. Since I was gutting fish before I could walk, you can bet I was interestedContinue reading “Hammerhead O’Clock”

Like too wet watercolors, do you recall how the early covid days bled into one another? And how heavy the angst, isolation, and drumming of nails felt during that time? My writing is that way lately; even worse, my heart seems to be taking a break and watching from the sidelines. I’m sick. Yesterday IContinue reading “Vacay Day Four”

I have this semi-removed from reality kind of experience I’m trying to understand. It’s an internal retreat where I remove myself from you and the external world, and it seems to happen whenever I need protection. But, from what I’m observing, it’s gone a little haywire. Like how conspiracy theorists only see conspiracy theories. “WeContinue reading “Second Day Of Vacay”

I’m sitting in a warm, bathwater pool as a ch-ch-ch sprinkler sounds loudly as if from a megaphone. It’s likely an insect; they grow them loud and proud here in the armpit of the panhandle of Florida. My only job on vacation is to feed myself, I’ve decided, and since chicken salad, pita, carrots, andContinue reading “Vacay Day One”

Have you ever seen “Terminal” with Tom Hanks? After two delays at the airport amounting to six hours of extra wait time, I’m starting to wonder if I’m becoming the main character in that movie, and if the A and B gates are becoming my new home. Three potty breaks, several new single-serving friends, andContinue reading “And We’re Off!”

Do you read somebody else’s writing and get lost in their paintbrush-like strokes on a canvas page? Swept up and away with them into their imagination as if it were your own? A classmate from high school posted about her memories of growing up in Enumclaw and her return for our class reunion twenty-two yearsContinue reading “One Moment”

I’m gung-ho like the Ultimate Warrior when he runs into the side rope and bounces off of it and brings an upper arm clothesline to anyone who crosses his path. Do you ever feel that invigorated? Well, I do, and it’s a dangerous space for me. It’s here I dream the big dreams. And whereContinue reading “Hulk Smash”