I’d like to tell you that this husband and wife team of creative glory is flawless in all ways, but when one of us spends several hours drinking multiple venti “red eye” . . .
Naton was Todd’s colleague. He was an English professor, too. And he loved writing, too. And he came from a working class family in Appalachia, too. And he was an Ohio . . .
One time when I was in high school, my dad woke all of us up in the early morning hours rummaging for a gun which he later loaded and headed out of the house with. He was in . . .
I don’t drink alcohol. GASP. It’s not a religious thing, it’s not a moral thing, it’s not anything but, like, I just don’t drink the stuff. I’ve never really drank it. . . .
Stay the course, ladies. Xo. . . .
In 2007, I flew from Columbus to New York City —- my first time visiting the Big Apple, and what I figured would probably be my last time. Or, maybe, I’d visit the city again . . .
It's a deep freeze around here, folks. When the work week ended with atrocious weather conditions and my favorite meteorologists reported an equally . . .