For the last year and a half, I’ve been working on a novel. It’s not a terribly serious novel (a vampire romance with an intentionally ludicrous premise, which had no hope of marketability until the announcement of the newest Twilight book) born of a fun dream and the thought of what it might be like […]
Tag: grief
Goodbye, Gram
I always told Gram she’d know she was in trouble when I stopped giving her shit. I always gave her shit. My husband would listen to me on the phone with her and often just had to walk away shaking his head at what I said to her. In my defense, he didn’t hear what […]
So Much To Say
I have so much to say and so many posts that just need typing. Those will come. Right now, I am full of anger and grief at the separation of families at the border. The rage and grief runs deeper than I ever imagined it could before I became a mother. The news of governors […]
Grammy King
I have come to the conclusion that 2016 is actively trying to die in a fire. Or kill us all. Not much of a difference, really. Posts have been piling up on me: my birthday (come and gone), observations, rants (though nothing new to add to the Dear Asshat series). But the true shit-show that […]
June
June is harder this year. It’s funny: when Dad died, I thought June would be a terribly difficult month because of his death day. I figured his birthday would be a chance for me to celebrate him and so be a happy day. As it turned out, his birthday is harder for me to deal […]
A Reason For Silence
I take a long, long time to work out the things that upset me. And 2016 has been one hell of a year for upsetting things. It’s taken me weeks to figure out this blog-silence. It wasn’t the traveling – which was great, if exhausting – or the fact I had a couple roles in […]
Father’s Day
Father’s Day . . . brings a whole mess of feelings. This weekend turns me into a bit of a wreck. This weekend five years ago, I’d just lost my dad. And maybe I’d have better associations with the day if those two events hadn’t come so close together. I hate the ads. There should be a […]
May Is Here!
Happy May 1st! I love May. Maine stops being consistently cold, grass is green, the early flowers are up with more soon to follow. I don’t love what this general time of year does to me now. Dad will have been gone four years this June. His birthday is in two weeks. If he were […]
Remembrances
Today is Dad’s death-day. Three years ago, that was the phone call that got me out of bed in Seattle and on a flight to the east coast. I don’t share this to elicit sympathy. Please don’t say, “I’m sorry.” After three years, I have reached a healthy acceptance. Like grief, this post isn’t about […]
Melissa Burkart 