Tag Archives: mid-life crisis

Self portrait under August sky

Posted on August 16, 2019 by pinklightsabre

It is a Thursday night with live music at nearby Pine Lake we can hear from our house. It is also a full moon, the night before we leave for Alaska, the coffee maker set for 3. I’ve shaved my … Continue reading →

Posted in humor, Memoir, writing | Tagged creative nonfiction, humor, journal writing, mid-life crisis, pacific northwest, PCT, short form, William Pearse writer | 13 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

Stopping to pay the toll on the road to self

Posted on June 4, 2019 by pinklightsabre

At times there seemed to be so much beauty I couldn’t convey it, and at other times it evaded me for weeks or for months, for what seemed like forever. I sensed a link between my seeing the beauty and … Continue reading →

Posted in identity, prose, writing | Tagged mid-life crisis, prose, self-actualization, self-awareness, self-consciousness, short form, spirituality, William Pearse writer, writers block, writing | 15 Comments

Moss petting in Portland

Posted on May 26, 2019 by pinklightsabre

I went back to Portland, and it was the same as it always was. We got behind the quadriplegic at the neighborhood wine take out and the clerk put her bottles on the back of her buggy in a basket … Continue reading →

Posted in humor, identity, Memoir, prose, writing | Tagged animal spirits, humor, mid-life crisis, nature imagery, owls, Portland, Portland strip bars, prose, spirit guide, stream-of-consciousness, William Pearse writer | 11 Comments