What's a wallflower wildcat to do?
MISTAKES are mostly just practice. If something doesn’t work out, try again or try something else entirely. Some of the best things in life are mistakes. I once in an indoor soccer game was going for a goal and hit the crossbar fourteen times. I can’t remember if I ended up actually getting one in... Continue Reading →
TORONTO is a funny place. People try harder to look more relaxed whereas in Montreal there is a general air of laid-back attitude naturally without putting too much effort in. The second-hand stores in Montreal are legitimately resources for those looking to get rid of old, and stock up on new-to-you clothing whereas in Toronto... Continue Reading →
FOOTPRINTS, whether in sand or snow, are a good way to measure how far we have come. Someone, somewhere, I’m sure, once used these prints to retrace their journey and find their way back to where they were from. Eventually the distance becomes so great that over time waves or wind conceal the path we... Continue Reading →
DEAR CUPID, my first love was a great love is a lost love. Our anniversary was Valentine’s Day and we decided to go it stealth at first sharing our first kiss with each other in the high school stairwell out of the prying eyes of our entourage. The three + year-long relationship outlasted those of... Continue Reading →
This story is… FOREVER UNTITLED AND PERPETUALLY UNFINISHED SOMEWHAT OF A MEMOIR BY ASHLINN PARSONS NEW YEAR’S EVE TEARS are a real thing that I’m going to bottle then mix with essential oils and some beeswax turning the mixture into a candle that I can burn to light and have a seance to vow and... Continue Reading →
INTRODUCTION My ultimate hope in putting this out into the world is that someone will love these words and this fractionned, fraction-of a story in a way that I haven’t quite figured out how to yet. This is by no means an exhaustive account of my thirty years of life and experiences. Some of the... Continue Reading →
So for the next 12 months you, my darling subscribers, and those that stumble across it will get just as many (12) entries of at least and slightly upwards of 1,500 words each on the first of every month up until and inclusive of December 2019. Each of the twelve chapters will be released at... Continue Reading →
I know what you’re thinking; what does this born middle-class and considerably privileged white girl who has access to proper food, housing, health care and education have to complain about? What do I have to say about social injustices, prejudice, bias, poverty, famine, war, sexism, racism, ageism, any-ism that is worth listening to? I am... Continue Reading →
I haven’t been writing at all because I don’t want to remember this -- any of it. I don’t want to remember the knot in my throat or the pits in my stomach. I don’t want to remember the sleepless nights and very, very difficult mornings. And even though it's just moving, I am... Continue Reading →
