|Posted on August 30, 2019 at 1:55 AM||comments (0)|
My second story just dropped on The Stories We Tell podcast!
My story is first (eep!) in this episode, Stories of Freedom. See first comment for link. I'm extra proud of this one; I played with rhythm and cadence more than I have been in recent years, inspired by a fellow local author. It's the closest I'll get to poetry.
Narrated by Dawn Fitzpatrick Pizzo (see second comment for her Instagram), the cusp of change brings about catastrophic results in "A Simple Adjustment."
Keep listening for more stories from Erica Stensrud, Christine Larsen, TC Grassman, Astrid Jef, AC Ward, Michele Potter, Rob Harrison, Bel Nel, Paul Sating, Kevin Porter, and Ann Burgess, and exclusive bloopers after the closing credits. Thanks always to Paul Sating for putting this together.
|Posted on March 7, 2019 at 1:55 AM||comments (0)|
Monday was definitely a Monday.
It's been awhile since I forgot my car in a tow zone, so Life decided to give me a flat. It was a result of hitting one of approximately 8 million potholes left by salt, rampant temperature variances, and snowplows. For days, my car's "low tire pressure" light nagged at me. I was certain it was just the cold causing a false indicator, until I left work and saw that it was flatter than a Keanu Reeves line reading.
Since I'm not much stronger than I was in my 20s, I called for roadside service. The dispatcher's lovely Irish accent was the best part of this experience, because as soon as the shockingly under-dressed mechanic appeared to change the tire, I discovered I had no spare. I must have gotten a flat some other time and forgotten to replace it. Better yet: thanks to staying late at work writing, it was now 15 minutes after the close of every tire store in the area.
I should have brought the kid a thermos of Tullamore, because as soon as this transaction was complete, I was hitting that shit like a punching bag. Sharing is caring.
Loosening the bolts was always the hardest part; the rest is pie. Once he did that, I sent him on his way. $74 (plus $20 tip for the inconvenience) to loosen some bolts. Two more fingers, neat, please!
One problem remains: getting a new tire home without paying for yet another assistance call. They only weigh about 20 pounds, but they're unwieldy.
Firestone is only 2 miles away.
The solution is clear. Wish me luck.