Lifestyle. Melanin. Me: Off the Beaten Path.
I was watching a TikTok last night where the creator was commenting on the characteristics of people who are gifted and talented, and that sparked a very random but important memory. I'm stunned I haven't yet shared this story with you, my dear reader. (And if I have, let's play pretend that you're hearing it …
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Let me tell you what adulting looks like to TSP these days. Spa memberships. When masseuses that had the pleasure of trying to smooth over these decades-long stressed out bones would inform me that I needed to have monthly massages, I would think: uh, where is that money coming from? (Specifically, I would silently nod …
Y'all know music is my end all and be all. I love it more than bread, and I love bread. Here are a few songs I simply cannot get enough of lately. Saturn, SZA I heard this song, of all places, during a Mastercard commercial during this past weekend's Grammy Awards. Basically SZA hard launching …
Happy Monday, y’all. I’m going to list 30 things that make This Square Peg happy. You ready? 1. My pup, Hugo. (Yes, dear reader, I have a dog now. We need to catch up. He’s a maltese poodle mix and he’s the best and cutest thing ever.) Hugo Harper Gâteau 2. When I walk into …
Did we hang out a lot in 2022? Well, no, we didn't. But you're not that surprised, are you? Because life happens and I stop by here and there when life is not lifing and I want to chat. You still love me. I know you do. TSP will always be my 'lil home, even …
Reluctantly, Astrid sat back down. “Fine,” Marcus murmured, sitting down as well. When the door closed behind her, Astrid released a long, audible breath. “Does this mean we can be bought?” she asked. “No. It means we deserve to be compensated for this insanity.” “Insanity is correct. This is, by far, the most absurd thing I’ve …
In walked an eclectically dressed woman—she wore an orange and black polka dot pantsuit with a pair of white Adidas and glasses with frames that matched her suit—bearing a binder and a bright smile. “Sorry to keep you waiting for so long, friends,” she said. “I’m Grace Carlisle.” She shook their hands enthusiastically before taking …
Hey, y'all. Happy April. I come to you with short fiction. Yes, quite happy to report that I've been writing a lot lately (if you follow me on Le Gram, you'll see quite a bit of poetry. Here, we deal expressly in fiction). This story was actually inspired by a writing prompt one of my …
Despite Jupiter's promise, none of us had any intention of staying in the area. A few days after the confrontation, Laura vacated her La Jolla condominium. She settled on a ranch in Billings, Montana, which provided plenty of space for my dog, Jack Russell, who would stay with his new friend until it was time …
Cassiopeia quickly approached our group, her eyes clouded in confusion and alarm as she observed her mother pointing at her father. "What is this?" she asked when she reached me. “Elliott, why didn’t you tell me you were coming here? The house was empty. I thought he had taken all of you. I—" Her voice …
This Square Peg. 