Coffee shops used to be a destination, not just a driveby. I’d sustain myself for hours with a backpack filled with a charger, laptop, phone, book, and a little cash. I’d start off with a coffee, level up to a pastry, and if I sat long enough get a soup or panini. I miss theContinue reading “Margarita Villa”
Author Archives: Jaclynn Loibl
Lesson On Guilt
What’s the emotion you least like experiencing and why? Mine has always been guilt. I think it’s because guilt usually comes wrapped with fear and anxiety like bacon and cream cheese do in a jalapeno popper. Too much guilt is like weeds in a garden. A few are fine, but the more you have, theContinue reading “Lesson On Guilt”
Ugh
I don’t know how to ask this heavy and chaotic mind of mine to do anything. I am out in the ozone, staring off and putting off writing. I want you to know I’m ok. Really. But how does one write and find their voice when lost in a maze? Maybe I will start byContinue reading “Ugh”
You’re So Sensitive
Do you know when basketball or soccer players fall to the ground intentionally to try to draw a penalty? But, just like the Griswold’s turkey at Christmas, it can be so overdone that you can’t help shake your head at the display. We live in a hyper-sensitive time where the line between what’s ok andContinue reading “You’re So Sensitive”
Lore Living
What is the story you tell of your life? Is it tragic? A story of hardships, if only’s, and passed me by’s. Or is it triumphant? A tale of browbeating challenges, of overcomings, and breakthroughs. Or a nightmare? A tribute to your traumas, inescapable monsters and demons, and fears. We can’t help but cast ourselvesContinue reading “Lore Living”
Sweet Relief
I need to update you about on client from yesterday. They are alive and well and showed up right on time for their 3 pm appointment. So that’s a relief. Rule #1: Please don’t email me a message that leads me to believe that you might kill yourself and then turn your phone off. (BecauseContinue reading “Sweet Relief”
Hip, No Ties
The way a tear reflects a ray of sun. The sway of us when we kiss in the kitchen. I’m not a believer in much of anything, but the beauty that exists between you and me. The rational mind is strong, but the creative mind is powerful. I hold a marble in my hand andContinue reading “Hip, No Ties”
Side Eye
How many recycled thoughts versus novel thoughts do I have in a day? I can’t know the answer, but I hope it leans toward the creative and one-of-a-kind side. Do you know what never gets old? The stars in the sky. Over the bright light of my laptop screen, Monster’s University, an animation, is playingContinue reading “Side Eye”
Scribbly Dee
For those of you who don’t know Evelyn, she is my 2-year-old daughter, and here is a writing sample I found on my computer from earlier: tt5iit5iy5iyi56ko7oti66k6ioioii5okrejtji7iyiy869i7i9iiuio9ouiio8o8ii87loou7o7oooooo6777o7i7o7i7i7iii7i7iioi65vlkgisdtlytggjgkhnijgjjhjhjhtyukjiujioikopjukohpokpkthkomplgbjlpjmolj It appears she likes 7’s, o’s, and j’s. Do you ever panic when you hear water dripping, like maybe you’re in bed reading and wonder if the noiseContinue reading “Scribbly Dee”
Fantastical Voyage
A cabin in the woods, a patterned quilt over a cozy bed, a lit fireplace, and my feet propped up on a recliner. I get ideas of getting away and being alone. Then reality sets in, and I feel conflicted. I know I’d likely feel guilty for not bringing my family. So would it beContinue reading “Fantastical Voyage”
Going On 40 