The Best of The WorstThis blog features writing from my younger years … from mortifying diary entries and bad poetry to high school newspaper articles and short stories. As a tortured teen, I would have been crushed had my poignant poems and powerful prose not been taken seriously. But the funniest things are often those that are unexpected, and re-reading my efforts as an adult, I find that I was often at my best and most entertaining when I was trying to be anything but that.
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Author Archives: Baroness Buttercup
“You mean it? I can really go?” “Your father and I talked about it and I’m not going to pretend we were too keen on the idea to start with, but I think we’ve both realized that you’ve grown up … Continue reading
You know what? I don’t even hardly hang around with no one that I used to anymore. It’s weird. I really kinda don’t even feel like I ever even did. They are all real concerned with themselves, y’know?
When I got home, my mom was sitting at the kitchen table smoking a cigarette. I walked, grabbed a cigarette for myself and sat down. “I was beginning to worry about you.” “I’m sorry I’m so late, but we were … Continue reading
He picked me up and walked into his bedroom. He had a blue light bulb screwed into the light fixture, and his whole room was bathed in a soft, blue light. He laid me down on his bed – a … Continue reading
I got home and found my mother in the kitchen. “Guess what happened.” “What?” “I said guess.” “Give me a hint.” “Nope, you’ve got 30 seconds to guess.” I lit a cigarette while I waited. “I suppose I can rule … Continue reading
Paula and I cruised along the freeway on the way to the beach, it wasn’t a very nice day, kind of cloudy and breezy, but we’d bought kites and wanted to fly them. We were starting to wonder about the … Continue reading