Archive for the ‘Relationships’ Category

KNOCKED UP AROUND PALM TREES

KNOCKED UP AROUND PALM TREES

I am trying to picture myself pregnant in LA. Shopping carts; heat; white lines on pavement; strolling carts; beach options; family. Often people say they want to be buried in a certain place. It’s probably where they should live. I used to tell my boyfriend, “Don’t you dare bury me in Los Angeles. Please bury me on [...]

DIVORCED IS A PERMANENT STATUS AND OTHER SHORT STORIES

DIVORCED IS A PERMANENT STATUS AND OTHER SHORT STORIES

When you get divorced, you want it over. You don’t want to be married anymore, that’s the point. You feel tarnished, socially embarrassed and like a failure, but that’s your opinion and you really don’t want anyone else’s. I find that forms remind me of my divorce. I went to the dentist recently and the [...]

FACEBOOK JEALOUSY

FACEBOOK JEALOUSY

I may be the biggest hypocrite in the world writing this post. Not only do I post almost-naked pictures on this blog, but I also have people on my Facebook commenting in sexual ways. My boyfriend, god love him, tries to keep his cool though he did recently ask if he could write, “Listen asshole, [...]

MY STANCE ON MARRIAGE

MY STANCE ON MARRIAGE

I remember the first phone conversation I had with my ex-husband. It lasted all night. He asked me if I had a “wedding book.” “What’s that?” I asked. “It’s what girls keep to plan their dream wedding.” “Ha, I don’t have one of those. I’ve never really thought about that.” Something about that question – the [...]

GOODBYE PORN. (AT LEAST FOR NOW.)

GOODBYE PORN. (AT LEAST FOR NOW.)

A few weeks ago I realized I stopped watching porn. When I look back at my life I have a tendency to romanticize the past. “Huh, I miss those days,” I wistfully sighed. I thought back to my nights or early mornings alone in my Queen-size bed in my one-bedroom in West Hollywood: free, single [...]

REALISTIC

REALISTIC

“Do you think I’m a pessimist or an optimist?” I asked my boyfriend last night. He paused and answered, “A little of both.” Not the answer I wanted to hear. I was always regarded, or at least self-regarded, as a heart-pounding idealist. A girl who dreams big and believes anything is possible. I felt defensive. “It’s [...]

HOW ‘BOUT MAKIN’ BABIES?

HOW ‘BOUT MAKIN’ BABIES?

“Can I go wash your car?” my boyfriend IM’d me from the living room. I was in the next room with the door closed working on an article due Monday. “Who is this?” I jokingly asked. “Where are your keys?” “Thanks honey,” I wrote, “But you don’t have to do that. I can do that [...]

SUNDAY

SUNDAY

I’m eating leftovers in a brown glass bowl. It’s tuna salad (sans mayo) with lettuce, avocado, corn, red peppers and tomatoes. My boyfriend is at a Clippers game. I got the tickets at work for him, but I decided not to go. I decided to be alone and eat my tuna salad from yesterday’s lunch with [...]

FOUND WRITING: “MIRRORS”

FOUND WRITING: “MIRRORS”

I keep every piece of writing. I’m a hoarder of notes and anything that might make my book or writing better. This habit is diluting useful writing and it’s ridiculous. I need to clean house, but I hang on to the writing because I think it needs to be published somehow. To solve this fear [...]

ONE LAST SHOT: WRITING A BOOK

ONE LAST SHOT: WRITING A BOOK

I don’t care if I get fat. I don’t give a shit if I don’t leave my office for months, I need to finish this book. “The Book” is my achilles heel. It’s my weighted backpack. It’s something I began ten years ago. I need to finish it even if it kills me. I can’t [...]

“THE WEARY KIND”

“THE WEARY KIND”

I saw Ryan Bingham in Woodland Hills today. For those that don’t live in Los Angeles, that’s “The Valley.” Yup, people go there. I drove home after meeting my boyfriend (who works in Woodland Hills) and played “The Weary Kind” from the Crazy Heart soundtrack. Ryan Bingham wrote the song with T Bone Burnett — [...]

ENOUGH TALKING ABOUT MY RELATIONSHIP, LET’S TALK ABOUT BEING A VEGAN

ENOUGH TALKING ABOUT MY RELATIONSHIP, LET’S TALK ABOUT BEING A VEGAN

I think I just lost my male readers. Here’s the thing: I feel wicked unhealthy. Usually when I start a relationship, I work out a lot, eat well and dance around like a lunatic in love naked in the mirror and fantasize about my future strip routines. Well, that’s not really the case now. I’ve [...]