How come we don’t party like it’s 1999 or sing the Lion King’s “The Circle of Life” from the rooftops loudly when somebody dies? As you might guess, I’m contemplating bolstering up the rituals I do after the death of a loved one. This thought thread comes shortly after the death of Billie Murray ourContinue reading “Dead Man Talking”
Author Archives: Jaclynn Loibl
Stuck On You
“You’re more trustworthy this way.” The thought came while I raked black gel up repeatedly and separated eyelash hairs. I twisted the mascara cap back on and smiled to myself. The things that stick with us, huh? In my former life as a poker dealer, the players liked to tell me stories. Most weren’t allContinue reading “Stuck On You”
Catch Me If You Can
Trust is a cat and mouse game of peek-a-boo. It’s an acrobatic leap into the air. And the unknown, we fling ourselves. A catch me if you can, can you? Some counseling sessions seem to twist the trust volume up to an ear-shielding pitch. And as a counselor, I get caught in its losing battlesContinue reading “Catch Me If You Can”
Crowspiracy Theory
It’s just a day, and I’m in a mood. I heard that dang sound again, the one that’s a cross between an eight-month-old human baby crying and a howling cat. Since I can’t stand not knowing the origin of something, I sat on the porch longer than I’d liked, waiting for the culprit to showContinue reading “Crowspiracy Theory”
Show ‘Em! – A Writing Exercise
Do you recall the writing exercise I mentioned the other day? The one designed to get the reader to fill in the blanks as the writer tries to convey emotion through action? I thought I’d share the one I did for my post today. Her body buzzes like it isn’t hers. The pressure in her forehead andContinue reading “Show ‘Em! – A Writing Exercise”
I Did It My Way
With an hour and a half left to go on the drive to the ocean Ibeyi’s newly released album is playing over the speaker. The sister duo played at The Neptune in 2017 and was the first concert Dave and I ever attended together. It wasn’t just the power of their voices or the rareContinue reading “I Did It My Way”
Ramblin’ (Wo)Man
It’s a take-my-duck-the-pond-and-swim kind of day. Since the lil fatty can’t fly, I have to walk him there. I span my arms out like airplane wings and corner him to do so. On one arm, I tuck him in football style, and on the other, I bring my laptop to write. I no longer jukeContinue reading “Ramblin’ (Wo)Man”
Photo Forgiveness Finish
I once believed forgiveness to be an action performed, like waving a magic wand and saying, “Alakazam! Forgiven!” But like Yoda explained, “The path to forgiveness, this is not.” While looking through photos for a blog post, I ran across a picture of an ex-boyfriend last night. My knee-jerk reaction up until that point hadContinue reading “Photo Forgiveness Finish”
Let’s Get It Started
Wind me up and watch me go—a hamster on its wheel. I’m the white rabbit looking at his pocket watch always late to a date, always apologizing for something. It’s this energy: The never enough, the never get it done, and the never slow down that I don’t know what to do with at times.Continue reading “Let’s Get It Started”
Fight For Your Right
Do you ever want to bitch, rant, stomp your feet and scream at the top of your lungs about something or someone until…like, forever? I do. All the freaking time! It’s hard being me; just an upstanding citizen on the verge of going full Karen all the time. I had a call earlier with anContinue reading “Fight For Your Right”
Going On 40 