Why waste your energy playing games? Isn’t it time to cry your tears; to shout your passion; to dance like Zorba; and to let your soul touch the Soul of the world? William Martin It was January, 2024 and Reen and I were headed to Brandi Carlile’s Girls Just Wanna Weekend music festival in … Continue reading Dancing #1000wordsofsummer
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Office #1000wordsofsummer
My office is in a rundown office building in the northern edge of Toronto. The first time I went there, I was in a taxi from my airport hotel and I was convinced the driver must certainly be lost. We were traveling through this industrial park with several pharmaceutical factories and some type of bakery, … Continue reading Office #1000wordsofsummer
Scarf #1000wordsofsummer
Although I’ve spent most of my life in the north, where the wind howls and the temperature can drop to 40 below, the only scarf that ever really meant something to me was the most lightweight, thin piece of patterned grey fabric that you could imagine. I bought this scarf at some type of Spanish … Continue reading Scarf #1000wordsofsummer
Snowflakes & Heartbreak
I was 15 or 16 and experiencing my first bitter taste of heartbreak. I honestly don’t remember many of the details, except that it was the first time a boy had shattered my heart. He wasn’t wrong, and I probably deserved it. I was confident that he adored me, and I’m certain I took him … Continue reading Snowflakes & Heartbreak
Mini-Slice: Synchronicity
Call me crazy, but I believe in synchronicity. Those unexplained moments of alignment or coincidence. A sign from the universe or God, from the ancestors or the angels, that They are listening and you’re on the right path. Where you belong. I had just returned from a truly incredible weekend away. A mini-escape from the … Continue reading Mini-Slice: Synchronicity
20 Minutes (or so): A Most Memorable Holiday
For the purposes of this writing exercise, I’m choosing to interpret “holiday” as a vacation v. a day of celebration. And while longer, I didn't feel this piece had enough stakes to qualify as a true Moth-style story or even a Mini-Slice. It was the lead-up to the celebration of our 10th anniversary and we … Continue reading 20 Minutes (or so): A Most Memorable Holiday
20 Minutes: A Heartbreak
I’m standing on a street corner in downtown Minneapolis in early winter. It’s early evening but the sky is dark and it’s very quiet. Huge, fluffy snowflakes are falling, beautiful and pure – covering the sidewalks and streets and cars with a soft blanket of white, but I don’t feel cold. It feels like I’m … Continue reading 20 Minutes: A Heartbreak
20 Minutes: A First Date
I was around 9 years old when my parents decided to build a home just a couple blocks from our existing ranch house in our little Wisconsin town. We would spend many hours scoping out the lot, watching the progress, even helping out… Well – my parents would help out, deciding to take on the … Continue reading 20 Minutes: A First Date
20 Minutes: A First Love
I've recently struggled with inspiration (and time) to write, what I would consider, more "complete" Moth-style, slice-of-life stories. I found a list of memoir-writing prompts and made a commitment (to myself) to take 20 minutes before starting my day to write. Starting at the top of the list, I've been making it happen (for at … Continue reading 20 Minutes: A First Love
Anna Begins, A Love Story
It’s my college graduation weekend and my parents are joyful, proud – and a bit relieved, I think. And we’re out celebrating with my roommates and their families – fancy dinner and drinks to follow. I’m drinking scotch and water with my dad. Not because I like scotch. At all. But I’m a silly 22-year-old, … Continue reading Anna Begins, A Love Story
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