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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“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 felt really weird knowing I was going to be with Lisa’s boy friend, I told her. “It’s no biggie,” she said. “You know I wanted to see what Ron’s like anyway.” “I know. But it would be different if … Continue reading
“My daddy’s a fireman! What’s yours?” “I don’t have a daddy.” “What does your mommy do?” “She’s the beer-bong champion of the world!” Good luck, kid …
And so it went. I began spending more and more time with Paula and her friends. If Steve had an abundance of coke, we got it free. If he was running low, we paid. And all throughout we drank.