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I turned twenty-nine yesterday. Not exactly a milestone birthday, twenty-nine, but it felt special. The number buzzed and fizzed like sparkling wine in my brain. Twenty-nine. TWENTY-NINE! Twenty. Nine. I tasted its bittersweetness like Aperol on my prefrontal cortex, savoring the new flavor. One year closer to thirty but one year farther from nineteen. What…
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No Basis for Comparison
This week, I finally sat down and read the works of some of my writer friends. I clicked through their websites and read their personal essays and short fiction with growing awe and admiration for them. Many of the pieces I read left me a crying mess of tangled love, appreciation, and embarrassment as I…
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Hang-Dried Flowers: What I Learned From My Second Chapbook
When I set out to assemble Hang-Dried Flowers, I assumed it would be easier than putting together My Family Tree Caught Fire. After all, I had already written, submitted, and successfully published a chapbook. With the same publishing company, no less! How hard could it be? Turns out, it is just as hard as the…
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“Horror Movie Highway” A Tale of ADHD Burnout, Depression, and Dissociation
When I sat down to write today, I opened a draft I started in March entitled, “Battling Burnout,” which I had ironically felt too burnt out to finish writing. At the time, I could not think of anything valuable to say. “Hello, my dears, I am exhausted and think I might have taken on too…
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Writing Revelations (a.k.a. A Journal Entry from Laundry Day)
I wrote this entry in my journal almost a week ago at the tail end of a particularly debilitating depressive episode. For my fellow writers who struggle with mental health, imposters syndrome, or are going through a rough patch, I hope that this speaks to you. January 18th, 2023 I folded the laundry today. I…
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New Year, New Me?
Happy 2023, everyone! I hope your New Year’s celebrations were filled with joy, peace, and merriment. We shared a lovely, quiet night in my household. My spouse and I played games with our children and watched the ball in Times Square drop live (this may have been so our children could go to bed at…
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Welcome, Friends!
My name is Beni Tobin, and I am delighted to have you here. Normally, I would skip the small talk and dive right into an uncomfortable bout of oversharing. However, as we are just getting to know one another, I will offer you a few personal details to whet your appetite. I am a genderqueer,…