tag:typepad.com,2003:weblog-332737 2011-09-07T09:02:38-07:00 it's all fiction, see, because even when it's autobiographical, it's a lie, since I don't remember so good. TypePad tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00d8341c6e7753ef015391673913970b 2011-09-07T09:02:38-07:00 2011-09-07T09:02:38-07:00

First it was confusion yesterday with the bus. It ran late. I registered him only a few weeks ago. I followed the guidelines on the school's website, went on the day listed that they would begin to register kids for fall, as the school office had just reopened from its...

Debbie http://i-obsess.typepad.com/i_obsess/2011/09/where-first-grade-riding-the-bus-does-not-fabulous-photo-opp.html tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00d8341c6e7753ef014e88e5a84a970d 2011-06-04T13:22:47-07:00 2011-06-04T13:33:32-07:00

This piece resulted from the final assignment in my writing class from winter term; the assignment was to take a short story and rewrite it. I reworked an F. Scott Fitzgerald piece, entitled (YOU'LL NEVER GUESS WHAT!, unless you read the subject line of this entry, in which case, ohai,...

Debbie http://i-obsess.typepad.com/i_obsess/2011/06/the-bridal-party-and-sundries.html tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00d8341c6e7753ef014e8851d907970d 2011-05-08T22:38:48-07:00 2011-05-08T22:38:48-07:00

I wrote this piece for last term's fiction course. The professor requested that we write on three different subjects and splice them together. I didn't exactly nail the assignment, but I still like the effect of what I produced. That sounds arrogant, doesn't it. Does it? I have no idea....

Debbie http://i-obsess.typepad.com/i_obsess/2011/05/writage.html tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00d8341c6e7753ef014e869b1080970d 2011-03-09T11:23:37-08:00 2011-03-09T11:27:16-08:00

It must be finals week, because I have managed to do any/everything to avoid facing the paper due in my (thoroughly, insanely* awesome) Hawthorne class tomorrow. I've changed the bedding, picked up the shrapnel from the floor in Jack's room, remembered to take my medication, cleared off the top of...

Debbie http://i-obsess.typepad.com/i_obsess/2011/03/this-post-is-not-about-huey-lewis-or-any-other-suspicious-eighties-icons.html tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00d8341c6e7753ef0147e28a8867970b 2011-02-12T19:07:42-08:00 2011-02-13T20:54:38-08:00

Another assignment from the creative writing class. This time, we were asked to select a sentence from a list of random sets of text and create a short story based around it. I wrote something kind of unusual for my style, and my professor really liked it. Which is either...

Debbie http://i-obsess.typepad.com/i_obsess/2011/02/an-excerpt-and-a-small-side-dish-of-dismay-sprinkled-with-quittery.html tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00d8341c6e7753ef0147e1bedb9a970b 2011-01-19T10:00:38-08:00 2011-01-19T10:00:38-08:00

I wrote this for my creative writing course yesterday. The assignment was to create a scene based on talking around the theme. You know. Elephants. Rooms. All that. Anyway, I liked what I came up with (although I'm terribly aware of the overlong initial sentence and of my age-old addiction...

Debbie http://i-obsess.typepad.com/i_obsess/2011/01/something-about-something.html tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00d8341c6e7753ef0147e1478501970b 2011-01-04T20:05:56-08:00 2011-02-13T21:00:02-08:00

I live with a heavy load of paranoia as part of my daily existence. I take, and have been taking, medication for paranoid schizophrenia/bipolar disorder for many months, and it works. Some. Which equates to the following: the nagging sensation that everyone hates me has diminished. It doesn't mean it's...

Debbie http://i-obsess.typepad.com/i_obsess/2011/01/what-happens-your-mantra-of-no-regrets-collides-with-all-of-your-regrets.html tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00d8341c6e7753ef0133f5c44444970b 2010-11-11T09:56:53-08:00 2010-11-15T11:35:30-08:00

If this series of images could only reveal everything beneath what's been poured into them in their in-betweens, it would be much richer than watching me try to unbend and form them myself. Instead I'm saving all of my words for papers and other writerly, University-related endeavors. * Did I...

Debbie http://i-obsess.typepad.com/i_obsess/2010/11/before-and-after-photos.html tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00d8341c6e7753ef013488b0d686970c 2010-11-03T16:02:13-07:00 2010-11-03T16:03:37-07:00

Ripping this with little care for its origin, I'm posting it here because I like it. And want you to like it. Do you like it? Do you? Check the appropriate box if you do. See the box? It's there, just below the invisible gila monster still gnawing my arm...

Debbie http://i-obsess.typepad.com/i_obsess/2010/11/stolening-from-myself.html tag:typepad.com,2003:post-6a00d8341c6e7753ef0134888f4c50970c 2010-10-29T09:20:38-07:00 2010-10-29T09:20:38-07:00

This is how it feels: it feels labyrinthine, it feels cluttered. It looks like a table covered with objects, some of which correlate, some of which are a pile of fruit and vegetables on a round, red dish, where the dust has licked along its ruddy edges and left evidence...

Debbie http://i-obsess.typepad.com/i_obsess/2010/10/the-ever-shrinking-ego-inversely-proportionate-to-the-ever-intimidating-subject-line.html