Category Archives: nonfiction

For the past year, I’ve seen a slow, but noticeable, downward trend in my attitude toward my career. There are certainly things I like about it, but I don’t get joy out of it like I do with other things. Every day has turned into a struggle to drag myself into the office. Every day, I have toContinue reading “Finding Happy”

I was fresh out of college in 2007 when he unexpectedly walked into my life. For the past year and a half, I’d jumped from relationship to relationship, refusing to hang on for more than a couple of months in fear of getting too close. I still felt that punch in the gut from myContinue reading “Love at First Lie”

People sometimes ask why I now go by Arden Ruth. It started as a cloaking mechanism, to keep employers and snoops away from my life on the internet. But it’s mainly because I love the name Ruth. I recall growing up how people would laugh when I told them my middle name. “That’s an old lady name,” they wouldContinue reading “Book of Ruth”

“Your lady is hot. Good job.” My eyes narrowed into slits. Hot? Good job? Your lady?! I’d humored the old man for the past twenty minutes, mumbling answers to his questions while Matt and I attempted to enjoy our meal. I tried not to laugh when he explained to me how Google worked. He justContinue reading “Minding My Manners”

When something isn’t particularly offensive to you, it can become easy to stand on the wrong side of public opinion. Everyone else is there with you. They look like you. You must be right. Right? I remember when I was younger and using the term ‘gay’ to make fun of people was the norm. ‘OMG, that’sContinue reading “Slurry Situation”