In one of his many diatribes, John B. McLemore, our “S-Town” equivalent to a Greek Chorus, describes his hometown as a site of “proleptic decay and decrepitude.” Woodstock, Alabama. A Shit Town just forty […]
When citing ethical conflicts in journalism, many of my Professors have been quick to reference Joe McGinniss, author of the true-crime, Helter Skelter-esque novel Fatal Vision. Some necessary background information: […]
I don’t think it’s possible to convey how essential suspenseful podcasts have become to my existence and functionality as a human. My Favorite Murder gets me to, and through, the gym. Sword […]
Imagine this: You’re in your apartment. It’s nighttime and the weather is mild– the typical early spring-late winter deal. You smile at yourself in the mirror. #tooblessedtobestressed is right. You can’t […]
Right now, I’m listening to Ed Sheeran’s new album. I do love that little, red-haired, cherub of a man. There’s something special and secret about listening to loud music with […]
In my Shakespeare class the other day, in an effort to make a very roundabout point about monarchy, I referenced Netflix’s “The Crown.” I haven’t written about “The Crown” because […]
I have always loved reality television. Want me to prove it? When I was six-years-old, I avidly watched PBS’ “Frontier House,” a six-part miniseries in which three families compete to […]
What are the bedtime stories you’ll tell your children? When I was a little girl, every night before I fell asleep, I insisted that one of my parents tell me […]
I have always adored Shirley Temple. I remember watching “Heidi” with my friend Madison, and falling in love with her pep, spunk and verve. She’s undeniably cute–there’s absolutely no question […]
The Seaside. It’s not just a place for Sally to sell seashells (I know it’s seashore. I just like this sentence.), or a breezy Kooks song. It’s also the name of […]
When my mother was a little girl, she had two favorite toys: First, her Barbie whose breasts, when you twisted the doll’s left arm around, grew a cup size. (Alias: […]
You know what feels like a friggin esteemed position? Being a flower girl. That is the title to nab for little girls everywhere. I totally remember being a flower girl […]
Your first date. Do you remember it? All those feelings of giddiness and excitement. Getting dressed up, but not too dressed up. Trying to play it cool, but totally epitomizing […]
Almost every child can recall that humiliating moment of being publicly reprimanded for having a massive meltdown– or ‘schmuckle’, as my sister’s Godmother likes to call it. At the very […]
During my brief tenure at Shmernwood Shmove, I noticed something fairly strange: a whole bunch of campfire songs are pretty dang morbid. Whether they’re explicitly recalling the death of a […]
I distinctly remember the moment in 2nd grade when I was asked to join a magician onstage at Sea Island. However, beyond that initial inquiry, I swear to goodness, I […]