Category Archives: identity

All of us

Posted on November 9, 2019 by pinklightsabre

How many selves do we get? Continue reading →

Posted in identity, Memoir, writing | Tagged humor, identity, Memoir, pacific northwest, Raymond Carver | 8 Comments

The grate-covered mineshaft seam

Posted on October 9, 2019 by pinklightsabre

I tried to lose myself in the woods again and came upon the grate-covered mineshaft seam, a grid of rebar set above a dark, mysterious hole. It looked like a mouth in the ground yawning, dripping. I balanced on the … Continue reading →

Posted in identity, writing | Tagged conspiracy theories, horror, identity, prose, stream-of-consciousness, writing technique | 10 Comments

Letters and passageways (5): trial runs

Posted on September 15, 2019 by pinklightsabre

This is a series of rewritten journal entries from the summer I spent in the south of France, the first entry here. You wear it on your body, and you don’t even know what it means? Allanah grated potatoes onto … Continue reading →

Posted in identity, Memoir, writing | Tagged creative nonfiction, death, John Pearse, journal writing, loss, symbols, travel, William Pearse writer | 4 Comments

Your so dumb Ginger

Posted on July 25, 2019 by pinklightsabre

Trapped inside a black pyramid in Las Vegas for four days, moving through the underground tunnels like mice between hotels, casinos, the convention center. Returning to summertime rain in Seattle and falling asleep to it, the sound of static, of … Continue reading →

Posted in identity, Memoir, writing | Tagged field notes from the pacific coast, mid-life crisis, pacific northwest, William Pearse writer, work identity, work-life balance, writers block, writing | 24 Comments

How the house felt after the kids left for summer camp

Posted on July 3, 2019 by pinklightsabre

Outside it was warm and the lupine stalks were bending down, some on their faces like mollusks gumming the ground but not making it very far, frozen mid-suck. The dog smelled bad, a telltale bad like she’d rubbed herself in … Continue reading →

Posted in identity, Memoir, parenting, prose, writing | Tagged aging, humor, identity, mid-life crisis, pacific northwest, parenting, prose, sense imagery, sentimentality, stream-of-consciousness, William Pearse writer, writing | 16 Comments

Hero’s pose

Posted on June 23, 2019 by pinklightsabre

We waited and waited but it didn’t seem like the marine layer would ever burn off. Lily had a date with a boy we hadn’t met named Colin, and I texted her to come outside so we could talk. And … Continue reading →

Posted in identity, Memoir, parenting, prose, writing | Tagged #amwriting, A Little Life, Gary Numan, kids and cutting, kids and technology, Memoir, mid-life crisis, parenting, prose, stream-of-consciousness, technology attachment, William Pearse writer | 8 Comments

The long descent through the quarry

Posted on June 21, 2019 by pinklightsabre

I got down on my hands and knees in the shower with a toothbrush and some baking soda paste. The web site said if the drain had a musty smell that was mold, but if it was more like a … Continue reading →

Posted in Humor, identity, Memoir, prose, writing | Tagged aging, creative nonfiction, existentialism, journal writing, mid-life crisis, pacific northwest, parenting, short form, stream-of-consciousness, William Pearse writer, writing | 15 Comments