I Keep Leaving My Novel in the Uber

(Now Playing: “Here You Come Again” by Dolly Parton) I tried singing the karaoke version the other night and had completely forgotten it spans three keys. I’ve got a decent range, but good golly, Ms. Dolly. Word Raccoon, in the background, was fanning herself with a taco shell and whisper-sobbing, “Modulation is emotional warfare.” IContinue reading “I Keep Leaving My Novel in the Uber”

The Word Raccoon Wants Drums

Adventures in Rejection, Rhythm, and Hairy Candy Bars Now Playing:“Black Horse and the Cherry Tree – KT Tunstall(For anyone who’s ever rage-Googled drum kits, written poems mid-lasagna, or accidentally gotten rejected for something they didn’t submit.) I don’t know how to tell you this, but the Word Raccoon wants drums. Not metaphorical drums. Not “drummingContinue reading “The Word Raccoon Wants Drums”

Everything Is Tuberculosis (And Other Things I Fear, Too, But Call Me, John)

A totally nonscientific, fear-based trip through tuberculosis, as taken by one anxious, poem-hoarding Word Raccoon. NOT LISTENING TO:This playlist John Green posted once: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/37i9dQZF1E4EHcWZKczEPM?si=KrVm99kNQwCXfakPA6EFFw ALSO NOT LISTENING TO: The Mountain Goats – Sunset Tree Now Playing: Toys in the Attic, Aerosmith. (For now. Nope, can’t land on anything today. Oh well…) I tried setting theContinue reading “Everything Is Tuberculosis (And Other Things I Fear, Too, But Call Me, John)”