It isn’t often when my love of Rock & Roll collides so beautifully with my love literature. Last night it did at Arthur Phillips’ reading for the delightful, delectable, delovely The Song is You Phillips,…
Posts Published by Jodi Chromey
Everything the light touches is my kingdom. Well, at least where this website is concerned. There's an about me section if you are so inclined to know things. All the posts were written by me. I have a lot of words.
The one where I turn into an alien from V
I woke up this morning, the first time at 6:30 a.m., to discover there is a dryish, scaly-feeling sort of rash-like thing happening on the back of my neck. The right side specifically. I went…
The Goth Family Robinson
There is a sort of adage passed down from writing teacher to student, usually after workshopping a student story where the last paragraph involves the main character waking up only to discover the previous thirteen…
I’m like Brian Johnson at the end of The Breakfast Club giving myself a congratulatory punch in the arm
If you ever find your self esteem lagging, I highly recommend losing your job as a means to boost it. Sure the impending financial calamity might be a high price to pay, but you’ll sure…
And now this happens 2: Unemployment Boogaloo
Because I like irony or poetic justice or just bits of weird symmetry in my life, the marketing department at The Nerdery went to the very same Mexican restaurant today, on my last day, that…
Young turks
Nolan sat cross-legged on the floor (a manner of sitting my niece Jaycie calls “criss-cross apple sauce” and what was called “Indian style” when I was a kid), Lucinda, my guitar, draped across his lap….