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(If you missed Part 1https://susiefinkbeiner.wordpress.com/2011/06/21/drink-part-1/ , make sure you read it before this one. Thank you!) “This is it,” my mom said. “Either you go to treatment or we’re done.” “Done how?” I asked. My hands shook. I had to drink something. Anything. “We… Continue Reading “Drink: Part 2”
I’m just now realizing what happened. That’s the problem with being drunk most of the time. Lapses of thought and memory that come back to sucker punch you when the alcohol finally wears off. There was a party, a wedding reception. My cousin’s wedding,… Continue Reading “Drink: Part 1”
Up before my 5:30 am alarm. It’s a dull, achy feeling of almost awake. I’ve got to get up or I’ll never get to writing today. The first five stumbling steps send me crashing into the door jam. I cuss quietly under my… Continue Reading “Blocked (short story based on the life of a writer)”
It was summer in Michigan. Which meant my hair was massive with frizz. It was the 1980’s. Which meant that the frizz could work to my advantage. The problem was that I was the only girl in a neighborhood of boys. And I… Continue Reading “Summertime (short story)”
Man, it’s so dark out here. Driving up and down the track looking for some sweet little thing to pick up, take some place even darker for a fast fling. It don’t hurt anybody. I wear protection, she gets some spending money. Win, win.… Continue Reading “Empty Life (inspired by Relevant Magazine’s article “The Other Victims of Prostitution”)”
I already drove around this block about 10 times. Past the abandoned gas station, the grungy park, the weeping willow. I know what that old tree feels, hanging low like that and looking just sad. Sucking up all the… Continue Reading “Pawn Shop”
It’s this time of year I’m always surprised by the bundles of lilacs that seem to have bloomed overnight. The lavender aroma shocks me with beauty. They were my sister’s favorite flower. “This is what heaven will smell like,” she would say, sitting on… Continue Reading “Letting Go”
>My good friend Kendra Shriver at “The Joy of Sneezing” wrote this great blog post about life in the “club”. She inspired me to do the same. Okay…I can do this…I’m a little nervous…whew.I’ve worked very hard for almost all my life to keep up with… Continue Reading “>Faking the Christian Character Award”
>Fat snowflakes floated from the sky, whipping around at the will of the wind. Tree limbs, barren of life, wore blankets of white on their elegantly curved arms. It was the kind of day that sent Robert Frost into fits of poetry, Jack London… Continue Reading “>Just a little story…not finished yet!”
>The man in the Winnebago is staring wildly. A Cadillac is wedge precariously under the nose of his monstrous vehicle. Smoke is pouring out of both hoods, fluid leaking from underneath. The woman in the Caddy is sobbing, her nose streaming blood onto her cashmere sweater. A… Continue Reading “>Story Starter #2 (for a writers club)”
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