Is this Flasher story based on real intrusive thoughts that I have had? Maybe. Maybe not. You’ll never know. But don’t worry – as always, the cat is okay. The human… Not so much. ~ ~ ~ “Such a lovely lady,” he said. “Beautiful lady.” The cat brushed up against his legs, lifting her head up to his outstretched palm, purring. “Oh, you want scritches?” She was a beautiful cat with a smooth, calico coat.
I think it’s safe to say that there has not been a calm year since the start of the pandemic. Maybe this is a sign of this particular phase of adulthood I’m navigating my way through, but every month of the past year has had almost too much going on.
This is it. This is the end. During this chaotic and uncertain year of 2022, I have enjoyed sharing my personal horrors with all of you. But the time has come to move on from the traumatic horrors of the past and focus on the coming horrors of the future.
Years ago – I can no longer remember exactly how many – I was entering every CBC writing contest that I could get my hands on. I naively thought that this was the way to go to get my writing career started. Looking back, some of the stuff I wrote
I honestly thought I would have gotten through more of my reading list in November. But then I got sick for the second month in a row! and that changed everything. When I was recovering at home, I didn’t have the physical energy or mental capacity to read a traditional
Throughout the early months of the pandemic, I became fascinated with a box truck that kept showing up in the neighbourhood. It waited in empty parking lots – at the gym, the local school, the Park & Ride. and I never saw a driver in the seat. Soon, I saw
Can you believe I got sick a second month in a row?! According to my doctor, after getting covid back in October, it’s likely that I have long covid and could continue to pick up bugs and viruses for the foreseeable future while my immune system recovers. Obviously, I do
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