Jennifer T. posted an article on writing to survive - Oct 30, 2009, 8:54 am
J. had a freezer full of goose breasts riddled with shot. His family owned property on Broad Creek with a duck blind right against the water, where the menfolk, clad in camouflage, would sit on brisk ...
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Jennifer T. posted an article on writing to survive - Oct 28, 2009, 8:00 am
The house teeters above you in a nimbus of red light. A pillar of cracked, uneven steps capped by burning jack-o-lanterns ends at the front door, where cackles and howls animate the night air. “...
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Jennifer T. posted an article on writing to survive - Oct 24, 2009, 9:14 pm
It was one of those conversations that I'm tired of having, but I couldn't seem to stop myself. Mr. Trinkle and I were standing against the wall at the Fox Theater in Oakland, this over-the-t...
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Jennifer T. posted an article on writing to survive - Oct 21, 2009, 1:14 pm
Here was the scene: my four-year-old son wearing a pair of old high heels, a canary-yellow birthday party hat on his head, grasping a sword in either hand. It was another one of his many guises, a fu...
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Jennifer T. posted an article on writing to survive - Oct 17, 2009, 7:36 am
Surely there are hidden meanings everywhere, waiting to be uncovered. This was my hypothesis when I started my latest self-improvement project “Barbara’s Weekly Epiphany.” All I had ...
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Jennifer T. posted an article on writing to survive - Oct 12, 2009, 1:29 pm
In my dreams, the dead are silent. I’ve never had a good conversation with a single one of them, just offer my apologies, bake the bread, pour the coffee. What is the guilt about? The dead no lo...
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Jennifer T. posted an article on writing to survive - Oct 10, 2009, 5:13 am
Guess how old I am today? Just add one to this number. I'm fine with it. Really. Image: Me in 1970 at Hollywood Beach.
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Jennifer T. posted an article on writing to survive - Oct 3, 2009, 7:29 pm
The story was that he and Willard were drunk when they poured the foundation. It was a hot day, unusual for May, and the sky was cloud-veiled, the sun nothing but a glowing round cloaked in grey. The ...
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Jennifer T. posted an article on writing to survive - Sep 28, 2009, 12:14 pm
Back when I was dating my opposite, the racist homophobic conservative hunter J., I was a regular reader of Gourmet magazine. I would prepare special meals for J., smoked salmon ravioli, pissalidi&egr...
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Jennifer T. posted an article on writing to survive - Sep 22, 2009, 11:30 am
One theory is that Nick suffers from existential angst, though I personally think he misses the stalking and the killing. He got out by mistake a few weeks ago, pushed his way through an unlatched bac...
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Jennifer T. posted an article on writing to survive - Sep 12, 2009, 3:38 pm
Forgive me fellow bloggers, for I have sinned. I did not intend to leave this blog for almost a month while I frittered away five weeks with my son. My mother visited for ten days and I did not blog. ...
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Jennifer T. posted an article on writing to survive - Aug 14, 2009, 10:57 pm
But first, a preface to the crumb. I haven't been here lately. My son is out of school until after Labor Day and we've had a series of pet-related good things and bad things. Cat dying: bad....
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Jennifer T. posted an article on writing to survive - Aug 10, 2009, 8:42 am
Ah, La Belette Rouge! She has tempted me with her language, with posts that are witty and thoughtful, where the words seem to flow effortlessly. Whether it's post- or pre-mortems of her Thursdays ...
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Jennifer T. posted an article on writing to survive - Jul 14, 2009, 12:32 am
The title of this post has nothing to do with anything. It's a song by a band called Morphine, mellow with erotic undertones (to listen, click here), that makes me think of the summer of 1998, whe...
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Jennifer T. posted an article on writing to survive - Jul 9, 2009, 10:50 pm
Sidney enjoying the yard, late June 2009. He showed up at a coworker's back door on New Year's Day 1995, a half-grown kitten who needed to get out of the Columbus, Ohio chill. The kitty was c...
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Jennifer T. posted an article on writing to survive - Jul 8, 2009, 2:13 pm
If it wasn't frozen, processed, or heavily laced with sugar, my grandmother didn't cook it. I have her old recipe box, which includes many selections from the "Kitchen of Duncan Hines," as wel...
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Jennifer T. posted an article on writing to survive - Jun 30, 2009, 11:48 pm

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