Author Archives: sepohlig

Activities: Heart palpitations, painting my nails, reading short stories in the New Yorker, baking pies, cookies, decadent cakes, quiches, forcing people to eat what I make, writing everything down, get rich quick schemes, figuring out how to be famous, shaping Annie’s brand-new mind, reading Go Dog, Go, feeding her free orange slices from the supermarket, cutting my hair when I’m sad, trying not to cut my hair.

Interests: What’s for dinner, Iris, electric blankets, lip gloss like flypaper, those little cocktail umbrellas that go in your margarita or hair, succulents in my garden, shades of nail polish like birds of paradise, Doctor Dictionary, people who make me laugh, reading belles lettres.

Life after dark.

Life after Dark. These days the sun goes down early, around six. Earlier for us, even, because we live on the eastern side of a hill so the tallest trees begin to cast their shadows at four. In the winter, in January, I wait for Ashley to come home. I remember a year ago when […]

Dear Briana,

A word of caution: while I may be engaged to Ashley, I was planning on marrying Christian Bale. So. There you have it. I miss you so much that polygamy might be okay, but I think after a couple months of planning his dinners together at Driade over Americanos and cigarettes, we might get on […]

Dear Briana,

Last night Ashley Annie Robyn and I watched Into The Wild. I got so mad I could’ve yelled. And I did. Basically, if you haven’t seen the movie, a rich kid who’s abnormally good-looking in a surfer boy with artistic stubble way (HOW DID HE GET A RAZOR IN THE WILd?!?!!) deserts his prospects, parents, […]

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She’d been reading for days. Books lay piled on every surface, ill-treated, the spines of paperbacks bent out like wings, pages dog-eared, ribbons as bookmarks and scraps of paper littering the floor. Her best friend once said she made pretty messes. She took that to mean artistic messes. The kind with half-empty wine glasses, dessert […]