A Memoir is Born!
I’ve had conversations with new mothers who speak about those last few days before they give birth and how their excitement is mixed with trepidation, knowing that their lives will never be the same again.
I can’t wholly relate – I am childless, and my ovaries are disintegrating as we speak. Who knew that when you don’t need a reproductive organ anymore, the body dismisses it? My own body has officially canceled my ovaries.
Nevertheless, I am, dare I say, in a similar emotional space as these mothers, for I am about to give birth to my memoir, “Two Tickets to Paradise, from Cult to Comedy.”
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Killer Punchline: Comedy-Tragedy in the Dating World
As a comedian, dating mishaps are comedy gold, especially dating in L.A. There’s a kind of bartering that takes place between my romantic fantasies and the belly laughter that follows a punchline featuring my dating blunders. It’s a win-win-lose. So when I sat down inside the deli with a fellow comedian for a simple joke-writing session, but instead, burst into tears, I was completely caught off guard.
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Socially Distanced Neighbors
I just wanted to experience the summer creature comforts offered by an over-chlorinated kidney-shaped pool. For a mere hour, I wanted to live under the pretense of a “resort-style staycation,” just like all the brochures promised. Similar to the innocuous calm of reading the back of a cereal box, I wanted to quiet the chatter of my mind while reading a warning sign about swimming under the influence of diarrhea. Was that too much to ask?
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Sequel, a work of Flash Fiction by Katie Love
They sat together in the theater, arms touching but not around each other; popcorn on his thigh instead of her hand. The chairs had been reupholstered since their last visit on May 25, 1977. It wasn’t lasting. There were stains and tiny, frayed threads that wound around each other in an attempt to create something else. The armrests were bloodied with too many plot lines, too many stabbings, kidnappings, romantic comedies gone awry, spies gone missing. So much death and disappointment. So much striving.
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Merry Pagan Christmas!
Oh, how I do love the holidays! From Halloween to New Year’s Eve to Valentine’s Day to Easter, to Independence Day and beyond, I’m first in line for the décor discounts, mattress events, and specialty pies. But nothing speaks to me more than a juicy, pagan Christmas!
Admittedly, my obsession with the holidays might be due to the fact that I grew up as a Jehovah’s Witness where every holiday, most especially Christmas, is forbidden based on its pagan origin and their hedonistic, ungodly rituals.
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