The Body I Once Lived In

Once upon a time I lived in a body so uncomfortable with maturing that it wore a skin-tight undershirt to bed for more than two years after outgrowing it. It held that body close and together. Once upon a time I lived in a body so skinny that it could be at the very top […]

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I Want to Write a Children’s Book

There I said it–er, typed it. Now I need to just get started. I know I want it to be a picture book. And I know I want it to be for children 2-8. I also know I want to write about my cat Izzy and her adventures. I just did some very brief research […]

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Lasts . . . and Lasts

The following is another writing exercise from my class with writer Abigail Thomas. Do you have any guesses as to the assignment? “Anyone want to place bets on how long my Stanley Steamed, freshly cleaned carpets will last? The last of the birthday ice cream cake for Jerrica, 27, and Natalie, 25. Our last teenager […]

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Why Hasn’t Aimee Been Blogging Lately? An Update.

Today, June 5: the third day of my summer vacation. Aaaah. I’m still not fully recovered from the last days of the school year with seniors—phew—but I do already miss them. Four flower beds have been weeded and planted, but not mulched yet, shoot. And another very large couple of flower beds need my attention […]

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13 Things about Permanent Marker, My Memoir, That You May Not Have Known

The memoir developed out of my MFA’s thesis manuscript written between the summers of 2012 and 2014, but the very first piece I wrote that made it into the book was done the winter of 2011, just months after the accident. After getting my degree, I let it all simmer for another two years until […]

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An Open Letter to Ricky Martin on the Occasion of My 50th Birthday

Dear Ricky, I am 50 years old today. Certified gold. And in honor of that, I was hoping to maybe get a personal birthday shout-out. Just like that gorgeous commercial made several years back where you sang “Happy birthday.” The one I posted from YouTube to my Facebook wall this morning. Maybe you could do […]

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The Ghosts of Grief

Lately, I just can’t shake this dull, overwhelming sadness that has attached itself to me. Like some annoying, intractable specter hanging about. Losing my loved ones. Impending doom. The fear of death and the unknown. Grief for what is yet to come. The thoughts cloud my brain, tugging at happiness. They beg for attention. Stop […]

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Guest Blog: The Ghosts of Grief

Life this past year has presented many simultaneous moments of both joy and heartache. It’s been strange. Sometimes difficult. And I’m sure it’s because of a multitude of reasons. Join me in thinking about those, won’t you? Jump on over to my newest piece of writing, “The Ghosts of Grief,”  on The Grief Dialogues, where I am […]

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5 Things Writing Helped Me Understand after Nearly Dying (Twice)

“You are the author of your own life story,” the skinny strip of green bubble letters outlined in neon pink promised. It used to hang above the chalkboard on the far wall of my classroom. Back then, I believed in that language arts message as hallowed inspiration. Now? Teacher-catalog bullshit. Only recently, I had become […]

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