Author Archives: Alice

Some things you never expect. Getting divorced. Owning a Mac. Earlier this week, I was talking to a friend about how all I wanted to do when I graduated from college was be a journalist. And I applied for every … Continue reading →

Balance is like a seesaw. Or maybe log rolling. Constant movement to stay afloat. Or even adrift. The opposite of being knocked off the seesaw/log/balance metaphor of your choice and thrown to hard, hard ground, because face it. Sure, you … Continue reading →

When cleaning out my storage closet, I happened upon this: one large box of porn and elbow braces. Understand, when I say elbow braces plural, I mean an extensive assortment of padded braces, plastic braces, those molded specifically for a … Continue reading →

A whole day, a whole life ahead. What better Christmas gift than that. A world of possibilities (verbs optional). Realization that every day is new. Sometimes, you have more control than you think. Even within the confines (not so much … Continue reading →

Long ago in a land far away, we all lived in caves or under trees or something and we collected rocks and twigs mostly so we would have something to throw at people who came to steal our tasty rat-meat … Continue reading →

I bought a new snowboard yesterday. It is the most beautiful snowboard in all of the land, although I feel a little guilty that I evened factored prettiness into the equation. Not so guilty I didn’t buy new bindings to … Continue reading →

Last night, I was taking a friend who was on his way home for the holidays and he asked me what I was going to do this weekend, since I’m not flying out until Monday and everyone else will have … Continue reading →

Walking to the bakery on a Sunday morning. Watching the water. Sleeping cats. Friends. The snow falling. A comfortable bed. Moments of happiness.

Sometimes I just don’t have a lot of words to write. Which isn’t exactly true because of course I always have infinite words to write. I could write forever and never stop and I would still have words left. But … Continue reading →

I was at a skateboarding park the other day (yes, I know I’m old, but old people skateboarding is not a crime!) and first, skateboarding is much harder than it looks. Look around the next time you see skateboarders and … Continue reading →

Sometimes, I wonder if I am the most selfish person in the world. And at those times, I’m not sure if I’m just comparing the current me to the former me — the me who lived to make everyone else … Continue reading →

“Regrets, I’ve had a few, but then again, too few to mention.” What the hell is that even supposed to mean? I mean seriously. I get the whole “I did it my way” thing, but have you really listened to … Continue reading →

One thing about getting older is that you learn what words mean. When you’re younger, you read dictionaries and hear definitions and use them in sentences — a childhood full of spelling bees. But you can’t ask to experience a … Continue reading →

Well a wise man once said to me If your heart don’t break you won’t be free I’m as free as a bird -“The Mountain”, Kasey Chambers I went on a run today along the beach and just looked out … Continue reading →

It’s foggy today. I know that there are mountains and islands and a whole city just out my window, but all I see is fog. It’s the same color as the sky and the water and I’m surrounded by it. … Continue reading →

I was talking to a friend this weekend about how everything I’m writing is depressing and I can’t seem to write anything else. I sit down and type and it’s all sadness and despair and I wonder if I should … Continue reading →

When I’m reading a book, I’ll come across a sentence or a phrase or a few words that I want to keep and I fold over the corner of the page, like dropping breadcrumbs so I can find them again. … Continue reading →

You have those moments when everything is perfect and you think, this can’t last and one day I will feel indescribable sadness. But not today. And then those moments of sadness come and you think it might be more than … Continue reading →

I used to wish for lots of things. That I would be a better singer. Or could write song lyrics. Or poetry. That I wasn’t so afraid of things. And remembered birthdays and bought thoughtful presents that made my friends … Continue reading →

I have a spider in my bathroom. It’s not a small spider, although it’s not one of those crazy scary huge hairy ones either. It has a plump silver body and long skinny legs and it’s camped out on the … Continue reading →

First of all, I’m not trying to say that I’ve conquered fear or I’m not afraid of anything or that I don’t sometimes absolutely flat out panic (about my life or the future or that I don’t have any clean … Continue reading →

Looking back over this journal, the last few months have seemed pretty rough. Living through them hasn’t been all ice cream in waffle cones either, now that I think of it. Some things have gotten a lot better and some … Continue reading →

There’s this dramatic and horribly emotional painful scene at the end of the second season of Buffy where she has to fight Angel, who she’s of course completely in love with and lost her virginity to only now he’s gone … Continue reading →