The COVID Diaries: Some of the Ways a Heart Can Break

Hi Darling Ones, I did not intend to take a three-day hiatus from the COVID Diaries, but Sister #4 came up from South Dakota for work-related reasons and that took up all my time. I probably shouldn’t be writing now because I’ve had very little sleep over the past three days and that tends to make me more melancholy than usual. So, why not write…

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The COVID Diaries: Thoughts Upon Eating Chocolate Cake at 4 p.m. on a Tuesday

Dear Darling Ones, Warning: I’m going to be talking about sleazy dirtbag sexual assaulters below & if that’s the kind of thing you can’t bear you oughta skip this one. It is 4:07 p.m. on a rainy Tuesday, the 376th day of the pandemic. I’m in the midst of writing this entry while also eating an enormous piece of chocolate cake that is bound to…

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The COVID Diaries: On One Entire Year of Screaming Inside My Heart

Dear Darling Ones, Today marks an entire year of the COVID Diaries. This was a project I started because I didn’t want to forget what it was like to live in unprecedented times. I wanted to remember how I coped with the pandemic, current events, and being the caregiver to two young men in the middle of all this. My heart is heavy and my…

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The COVID Diaries: The Witch of Ironwood

Dear Darling Ones, The first story I ever wrote was shortly after I learned the word banished. It was called something like “The Banished Witch of Banishment Mountain Who Does a lot of Banishing.” I was about seven when I wrote this story and created the board game that came with it. I was either a marketing wunderkind or had recently learned what Dungeons &…

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The COVID Diaries: In My Opinionation

Hi Darling Ones, There’s still a whirlpool going around in my head, but instead of all the sad garbage it’s the book The Witch’s Heart and the ridiculous amount I am relating to it even though I’m a modern giant and not like an ancient, old-timey Norse Ironwood Witch giant. I’m doing my best to ration the book so I can think a little about…

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The COVID Diaries: Arts Minotaur

Hi Darling Ones, My plan today was to tell you about how I got the nickname the Arts Minotaur in college and how my friends would tease me by saying in a funny voice, “Oh, I’m the Arts Minotaur & I’m bitter.” Then I was gonna tell you about the Minotaur Funko Pop and maybe something about my penchant for Greek Mythology. It might have…

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The COVID Diaries: Jeff Tweedy & Me

Hello Darling Ones, I have never met Jeff Tweedy. He does not know of my existence. I don’t want you going into this thinking I’m gonna be dishing some dirty deets about the guy from Wilco, because I got none. Sadly. I will admit I’ve had an inordinate number of sex dreams about Jeff Tweedy. I don’t often have sex dreams about famous people, but…

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