The Friend Manual: How to make friends when you're bad at it

All my blog posts…

  • Hi! Can I say something petty?

    Hi! Can I say something petty?

    Every once in a while I just need to say something awful or stupid or exciting or just a jumbled mass of words, paragraphs, images, monologues, or petty grievances. Sometimes the content just a series of successive events that I can’t quite close out. And other times, maybe something gets triggered, which triggers something else, Read more

  • When small talk is animal talk

    What if a conversation subtext makes more sense as a nature show soundtrack? Like, when we’re chirping at each other. Or, when we’re just pinging. Maybe we’re trying to prove something. Or share good feelings. Read more

  • The Big Thing! Conundrum

    The longer you live on the earth, the more times you will experience interruptions in friendships due to big things happening. Everyone has big things happen. Maybe they need to go somewhere different, like off to another college. Or maybe they have to go on a personal quest or discover a new belief system or Read more

  • Friend energy is not consistent

    Friend energy is not consistent

    (and it’s not your fault) I like to think that I’m able to be 100% when needed. Like, no matter what I can show up and be a good, cool friend. Crises, parties, tapas, watching a movie, or a bitch session. But really, my 100% is rarely there. I don’t have the reserves to show Read more

  • The Problem of Chairs

    You can’t askwhy didn’t you choose meand get an answer that will fix that feeling. In friendship, there are things you can’t say. Like I knowI am on your B list or maybe not even Bmay be on the if onlythere’s an emergency liketoo many chairs. Those lists don’t existwe say, but it’s onlythose always on A that Read more

  • A long drive to anywhere but here

    I have been in this car for a year. Just me, chapped hands clasped tight in the last rays of the setting sun.  Here in the desert. Here near the ocean. Here the mountains and caverns. He said my name as if it were the last time. We drove to the caves — so many years ago Read more