Author Archives: Jaclynn Loibl

I’m an ‘absence makes the heart grow fonder’ kind of gal. The type of vacationer who indulges in days away until I get sick—so sick that I vow never to go away again upon returning home. We’ve been away from home for 12 days, and earlier, Evelyn said, ‘I want to go home; I missContinue reading “Pre ‘Do Day”

I hit a dead end in my writing; whatever steam my train had been chugging up the hill with had stopped. I found myself pulled over on the side of the track, and a question lingered in the air: “What now?” Just earlier today, I felt a clear sense of purpose when contemplating my writing.Continue reading “Giving and Getting”

What if we embraced decay? That the lines etched upon our faces resembled callouses, testaments to the resilience we’ve demonstrated in navigating life. What if our relentless quest to discover our true self, and the anxiety that we might falter, these moments of despair we wore on us like Cub Scout’s badges of honor? OurContinue reading “Soggy Bottom Days”

What does vacation feel like? Well, let me tell you. Picture this: it’s like that triumphant moment when you finally find the exit at the end of a sprawling corn maze – pure relief and achievement rolled into one. Imagine spotting a heart-shaped cloud in the sky, that warm fuzziness that makes you smile. ThinkContinue reading “Vacay: A Poem”

It’s my fourth (or maybe fifth) year joining the Loibl’s on their annual beachfront getaway at Cape San Blas. Today is the big move-in day, and let me tell you, it’s a glorious mess. Imagine a bunch of stray cats blindly bumping into each other while unpacking, organizing, and settling into their new digs. OhContinue reading “Cape San Blas 1 of 7”

She always has her laptop; it’s open on her lap. Often, she’s not looking at the screen but gazing off into the distance, her face contemplative, eyebrow raised toward the sky, sporting a Mona Lisa-esque grin. She’s also barefoot, with her second and third toes scissors in opposing directions, and she eyes them with aContinue reading “Fly On The Wall”

With an unburdened mind, I felt eager to write in my book for the first time in months. A marathon of a task filled with a million pit stops and countless shin splints, it’s an undertaking my faint heart struggles to handle. To weave together the strands of the past, present, and future, and toContinue reading “Tired Of Fires”

I’ve been really feeling the weight of my responsibilities lately. It’s like they’re just hanging around, making their presence known. Today – an ex-client, in the middle of a full-on crisis, text and called with paranoid thoughts about someone out to get them. The thing is, even though our last interactions were a bit rocky,Continue reading “Chasing Horizons”

I race away from myself, like a dog off the leash; I run. Chasing me, this is fun, woo hoo, amidst impending traffic and mounting threats. Oblivious, the scent I’m following is sweeter than a mustang’s mare in heat. I dance on the reds, purples, and oranges of the rainbow, cartwheeling heedlessly toward the sun.Continue reading “Devilish Promenade: A Poem”