Anxious Writer’s Notes

(Above: Me, the way my family is used to seeing me when I’m writing. Unpaid promotional note: I typed the majority of my novel in Google Docs on this little Samsung Chromebook, and loved it.) And Some Shameless Self-Promotion Is there anything more depressing than an abandoned blog? (Yes. Tons of things: war, starvation, disease,… Continue reading Anxious Writer’s Notes

Maria’s 2018 Reading Log, Part 2

Quick Reviews of Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck and The History of Love by Nicole Krauss, and a Long Review/Critical Discussion of Alias Grace by Margaret Atwood 1. Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck: It’s hard to believe that none of my English teachers included this book on any of my required-reading… Continue reading Maria’s 2018 Reading Log, Part 2

Lost Letters to the Easter Bunny

Dear Mr. Easter Bunny, My mom said I should write another letter to you because I don’t like the way she answers my questions. Question #1—Are you real, Mr. Easter Bunny? My mom says, “What does your heart tell you?” My heart tells me that giant bunnies are terrifying, even if they’re dressed in pastel… Continue reading Lost Letters to the Easter Bunny

My Worst Camping Experience

Camping Downstream with Truffles and My New Shoes This true story is dedicated to my parents. (I love you, Mom and Dad. If you ever want to take the grandkids camping, be sure to count me out!) When I was ten years old, my parents decided that my younger brother and I were old enough… Continue reading My Worst Camping Experience

Maria’s 2018 Reading Log, Part 1

Ten Quick Book Reviews I am a binge reader. I go a couple of months without reading any books (lately these reading droughts have coincided with rather intense periods of creative writing), and then I read so many books so quickly that I have trouble remembering all of them later on. I thought I’d better… Continue reading Maria’s 2018 Reading Log, Part 1

St. Patrick’s Day Flash Fiction

A Little Forbidden Love by Maria Roth   Lizzie closed her eyes and stroked her sleeping husband’s shoulder. Johnny, she thought.   Johnny came back, as if she’d never stopped dreaming. “Why won’t you run away with me?” he asked. “I’m married.”   “To a freak! What the hell were you thinkin’, Lizzie?” Johnny touched… Continue reading St. Patrick’s Day Flash Fiction

One Precious Life

A Poem and an Essay on Cancers in America   One Precious by Maria Roth   Mama pigeon perched outside my window Guarding her nest One precious white egg   Inside my daughter’s hospital room I watch and listen as my precious one sleeps I draw the curtain so the nurses can’t see me cry… Continue reading One Precious Life