Just a girl who walks dogs and hangs out in cemeteries. Stay feral, y'all.
Long before the roads and buildings of modern Leonardtown, Maryland, there were thick forests, scattered farms and small settlements where life could be difficult and uncertainty was often frightening. It was in this landscape, sometime around the late seventeenth century, that legend places a mysterious woman named Moll Dyer. She is remembered today as the... Continue Reading →
At 7:13 on a perfectly respectable Tuesday morning, I discovered that I had an enemy. He was a squirrel. I don't know his real name, obviously, but I named him Gary because he looked like a Gary. He had the smug confidence of someone who had never paid a bill in his life and yet... Continue Reading →
The rain wasn't supposed to start until six. At least, that's what the weather forecast had promised, and Emma had trusted it with the kind of reckless confidence usually reserved for people who had never been personally betrayed by a weather app. It was 3:17 in the afternoon when the sky opened. Emma was halfway... Continue Reading →
In the rolling countryside of sixteenth-century Ayrshire, Scotland, lived a woman named Bessie Dunlop. She wasn't wealthy or powerful, and there was nothing about her position in society that should have ensured anyone remembered her nearly 450 years later. She was the wife of a farmer or herdsman, living an ordinary rural life in a... Continue Reading →
Every morning at 8:30, Margaret Ellis sat on the green bench at the end of Maple Street. Nobody really knew why. She didn't feed pigeons, she didn't read a newspaper, and she didn't walk a dog. She simply arrived carrying a travel mug of coffee, sat down, and watched the neighborhood wake up. At seventy-six,... Continue Reading →
At 10:47pm on a Sunday night, Brenda made a terrible decision. She decided to get her life together. This was not the first time Brenda had made this decision. Historically, she got her life together approximately six times a year, usually after watching an inspirational video made by someone whose kitchen counters were suspiciously empty.... Continue Reading →
Every morning at exactly 7:15, seventy-three-year-old Arthur Bennett walked to the end of his driveway to collect his newspaper and every morning at exactly 7:16, eight-year-old Lucy waved at him from across the street while waiting for her school bus. They had never actually spoken. Arthur would lift his newspaper. Lucy would wave both arms... Continue Reading →
I decided one day that I was going to be healthy. Not because I suddenly developed an overwhelming love for vegetables, but because my jeans had started holding meetings behind my back. Naturally, I ordered a salad. Now, if you've ever ordered a restaurant salad, you know they're basically vegetables covered in enough cheese, bacon,... Continue Reading →
Well...another week is in the poop bags! It wasn't exactly exciting, but somehow it still managed to be exhausting. You know those weeks where absolutely nothing major happens, yet by Friday you're ready to crawl into bed and pretend adulthood is optional? Yeah...one of those. Work was actually pretty quiet this week. A good chunk... Continue Reading →
Another week has come and gone, and somehow we survived it. Honestly, I feel like that deserves recognition. There were dogs. There was ridiculous weather. There was a new haircut. There was a long weekend approaching. And, because apparently the universe decided this week's story needed a little extra something... There was an extreme amount... Continue Reading →
