Tag Archive | mother

Making a Fringerer: Preparations

I am the laziest writer alive. I don’t even really like writing, just having written. Sometimes I read quotes from writers who say things like, “I am happiest when writing” or “I can’t not write” and I resent them for feeling that way and for their use of double negatives. But I have come to terms […]

Gramma Damma-isms

When she was alive, my mom used to drive me crazy by calling things by a slightly wrong name or mispronouncing certain words. Examples included Bread Basket instead of Bread Garden, guac-a-mall-ee instead of guacamole, and other enraging violations. I know, I know, it’s petty. Don’t you think I know that? Don’t you think it […]