S(hit)-Town
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 […]
“The Journalist and the Murderer”
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: […]
Up and Vanished
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 […]
Six Degrees of David Hampton
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 […]
Let’s Dance!
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 […]
The Spare
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 […]
Frontier House: Fifteen Years On
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 […]
Bedtime Stories
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 […]
A Sexualized Shirley Temple
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 […]
You want to go to the Seaside?
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 […]
Can we get back to politics, please?
The Bride Game
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: […]
The Flower Girl-Complex
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 […]
Jason Bourne & My First Date
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 […]
A&P Meltdown
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 […]
Creepy Campfire Songs
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 […]
Greenwich Village Comedy Club
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 […]
