March 15th, 2024 My fingers are locked tight around the steering wheel. I imagine all the ways this could go wrong at any moment, the reheated leftovers of PTSD, driving a formally stolen car that tried to kill me last year. I wonder if I can get fast enough that my car could lift upContinue reading “Let Go”
Tag Archives: Adulthood
Lefse
December 23rd, 2023 No matter where I turn, I can’t escape the refrain, delivered with a deep sigh: “It doesn’t feel like Christmas this year.” I try to empathize with the observer; I attempt to comfort them by telling them that it’s just the weather. It’s the rain. It’s the lack of snow. It’s theContinue reading “Lefse”
Detach w/ Love
November 21st, 2023 It’s hard to keep loving someone who continually disappoints you and perpetually hurts you, no matter how deeply you love them. I wasn’t sure when to write this essay, but the holidays are here, and it’s that time of year so many of us are most disappointed and hurt. Early on inContinue reading “Detach w/ Love”
Novelty Treats
November 14th, 2023 “Are you bored?” a co-worker asked me the other day during a brief moment of inaction. “Oh, I’m never bored,” I said, as I often say. I explained that my head is always playing thoughts that excite me: developing stories and evolving characters and creating brand new worlds. But this is onlyContinue reading “Novelty Treats”
In Defense of Marvel
November 10th, 2023 I’m sure you’ve already heard, but Marvel is done, big time. There’s nothing left. It’s all too woke, the studio is broke, none of the stories make sense anymore and they’re just putting out, like, the worst garbage ever made of all time, like, for reals. Weirdly, though, I watched the seasonContinue reading “In Defense of Marvel”
3
October 16th, 2023 Three years ago today, my mom decided to go on a forever trip. Due to her terribly dark sense of humor, she didn’t send a text to let me know, or even say good bye. The good news, though, is that after going through these thousand days or so, I don’t evenContinue reading “3”
Oil Change
September 27th, 2023 “I may have been sober, but I didn’t start to get well until I could accept who I had been, who I was becoming and accept any distance there was between the two.” – Nadia Bolz-Weber I got my oil changed yesterday morning. They put a little sticker in the upper-left cornerContinue reading “Oil Change”
FIGHT!
August 21st, 2023 I look like an idiot. I haven’t been on my usual bullshit lately, writing about my messy emotions or mental health, or about politics or the climate or philosophy or grief or sobriety. It’s not that I don’t think about these things anymore; they’re all I think about, the things that keepContinue reading “FIGHT!”
The Weirdos, Part I: The Flying Squirrel
August 7th, 2023 It’s no secret that Ashley Maypole, the main character of my comic The Flying Squirrel, is the Weirdo most like me. He’s an alcoholic comic book writer with Imposter Syndrome and an unhealthy obsession with squirrels. He has a son and a Boston Terrier and a best friend who looks a lotContinue reading “The Weirdos, Part I: The Flying Squirrel”
The Words I Needed Then
July 31st, 2023 Today is the last day of Brushfire month, which means I can shut up about it for a little while now. I tell people that I don’t write for an audience, and that is generally true; I don’t sit down and think of a target person, their age or gender or preferencesContinue reading “The Words I Needed Then”
The Den 