February 05, 2019


“So you’re stalking me,” you say without a trace of sadness and you smack my leg, you like me, you do.

November 26, 2018

Hannah, Claudia, Sadie, and Jenny are teenage girls who have suffered tragedies and are working through them in the only way they known how. Whether it’s mental illness, fear and paranoia, or the loss of a friend or sister, they’re all struggling to make it through to the other side. Worst of all, each of these girls is ultimately alone on their arduous journey.

September 21, 2018

Once Upon a River

The Leach and the Churn and the Coln all have their separate journeys before they join the Thames to swell its waters, and in similar fashion the Vaughans and the Armstrongs and Lily White had their own stories in the years and days before they became part of this one. But join it they did, and we now come to the meeting of the waterways.

August 23, 2018

What They Don't Know

At the beginning of this journal I wrote how I had everything but didn’t know it. What I meant was, I had nothing, because it was built on lies. Now, I have nothing. But that nothing is built on truth. So I have everything.

August 16, 2018

Baby Teeth

Sometimes she wished she could remember being in Mommy’s tummy. Were they both really happy then? When their blood was all jumbled up and they shared a mystery?

July 13, 2018

Tell Me Lies

The only thing that made sense was that I knew I had fallen in love with him—it was what had made these past months so horrific. People always talk about realizing they’re in love during the happy moments, but I think you realize it in the bad ones.

June 29, 2018

We'll Fly Away

When you had to survive every minute, you were always seconds away from making a decision that could ruin everything.

June 27, 2018

The Death and Life of Eleanor Parker

I want to cry but it doesn’t feel like there are any tears in me, as if whatever happened in the river last night has washed away the parts that made me who I am.

June 18, 2018

My Whole Truth

I know I should say something. About my face or about what really happened. I should do it right now, while we’re alone and so much has already been revealed. But I can’t.

June 15, 2018

Undead Girl Gang

Everyone grieves differently--see: me screaming into my pillows for a week--and I imagine it’s a lot worse when you realize that you’re the one who’s dead.

June 11, 2018

White Oleander

How many children had this happened to? How many children were like me, floating like plankton in the wide ocean? I thought how tenuous the links were between mother and children, between friends, family, things you think are eternal. Everything could be lost, more easily than anyone could imagine.

May 28, 2018

Are You Sleeping

That’s where you’re wrong, Jo. The truth is never complicated. It’s just the truth. Circumstances may be complicated, but the truth is always black and white.

May 18, 2018

Girl Made of Stars

Before he leaves, Dad just stares at me as if he doesn’t even know who I am. He probably doesn’t. We don’t know who any of us are. Years under the same roof and we’re all strangers, circling one another and living with happy illusions about star-infused twins and the parents who love them so much that they let them adventure in the sky.

May 15, 2018

The Perks of Being a Wallflower

Dear friend,
There is a lot to tell you about the last two weeks. A lot of it is good, but a lot of it is bad. Again, I don’t know why this always happens.

April 23, 2018

A List of Cages

For just a second I feel a burst of pure happiness. I’ve always wondered what I’d say if I saw him again. Then it occurs to me that there’s nothing to say, except maybe I’m sorry, and my happiness falls away.

March 12, 2018

The Woman in the Window

Anna is an agoraphobe who surveys the monotonous lives of her neighbors from her window but then witnesses a violent crime. Anna’s agoraphobia isn’t the only obstacle stopping her from solving the crime-- she’s on several medications and combines those with copious amounts of wine which causes law enforcement to brush her off as delusional.