Close To My Heart

18 Dec 18
Sparkle Pony

Well, ye gods and little fishes, I done got me a job. A fancy preschool has seen fit to hire me on a full time basis to wipe butts, sing songs, and read stories for a bunch of two year olds. I’m still not totally convinced that it’s going to happen, mainly because I’m not […]

18 Dec 18
try not to cry on my rainbow

I remember the day I found out my sister was a cutter. She always did the cutting in private, she hid the wounds and the scars. Her pain was hers and cutting was an outlet to release the pain. I knew she didn’t do it for attention. I knew she was suffering an agony I […]

18 Dec 18
andsotheworldhaschanged

There is a drawer in my living room that I never open. This evening in a search for something else, I did. I forgot to be cautious and as I gazed inside my breathe caught in my throat. My heart beat harder. I remember this place. Contained within is a moment, frozen in time. A […]

18 Dec 18
Riversong

“Ma Lucette?” Hilda wondered. “I saw — I mean, when I was in Gar Yann’s lodge — I saw a tapestry of a man with his family. Four little girls and a wife. I didn’t know who the man was, but maybe Lucette was the mom.” “Oh, no,” Crusty Joe said. “Ma Lucette had only […]

18 Dec 18
Morning Echo

For local film-maker Julian Park, the season for giving is every month of the year, not just December.  He doesn’t wrap his presents in shiny paper or bind them with jaunty bows.  He tells stories through film.  Some are fictional, some are documentaries.  You can see them all on the internet for free. His body […]

18 Dec 18
Running-Ginja

Its that time of year again. That phrase gets repeated over and over again. “Cheer up its Christmas.” Its a seasonal change from “Smile it might never happen”. A very welcome change to “It could be worse” . We must use this festive greeting to remind ourselves that we have failed to hide our real […]

18 Dec 18
Jenlyn Thawsley

The Waiting I know, I know. Waiting sucks. Especially if it’s for something you really really really WANT. But J and I were patient with each other and our relationship progress. (Well, J was patient, and I like him a whole bunch, so I tolerated the excruciating patience. Haha!) Seriously, J is a patient man, […]

18 Dec 18
Fan Fest | For Fans, By Fans

Nothing captivates an audience more than love triangles, right? Well, sure, angst between multiple characters is always buzzworthy, but cute kids and cuddly animals helps with ratings, too. Fuller House seems to have it all! Old fan, or new fan, there’s something for everyone. When we last left off with the Fuller clan, the complicated […]

18 Dec 18
klarity by K:

This is the first time I’m sitting down and documenting my year.  I know plenty of others who do this religiously as the year comes to an end;  they write down their goals, lessons learned and future adventures they want to plan out.  I admire that, I think keeping your aspirations in mind while you […]

18 Dec 18
Two Coffees and a Xanax

I was on the same birth control for 11 years. I started it when I was 15, just after having sex with my first real boyfriend for the first time. Basically, our moms were super pissed that we were engaging in such activities this early into our adolescence, but there we were, learning about our […]

18 Dec 18
Mandy's story writing

Nothing stirred. Not even a quiet breeze blew. The sun was bearing down on their backs and they were all relieved when Celestial led them into a shady area. Crickets were heard working on the trees and leaves dangled before them. She pushed apart a tangle of branches and leaves, leading her horse. The others […]

18 Dec 18
The Oregon Conservative

An Iconic place of business in the Pacific Northwest is closing, while not in Oregon, I figured I would mention it as many Oregonians have eaten at Harold’s Burger Bar in Centralia over the years. Well Winona (Noni) Adolfson has owned and run this “burger joint,” since 1985. Noni said she actually does not know […]

18 Dec 18
Memesita

One evening in September, Faye Lewis, a student in the process of becoming a family nurse, examined her articles with her mother and spoke of the difficulties she faced while pursuing her doctorate. Her mother encouraged Faye to continue and not to give up. The same evening, the student found a plastic bag filled with […]