Chapter Nine: Meeting Baddy

(This chapter was written in a 2017 Aspen Words Summer Workshop taught by Chinelo Okparanta, of whom I absolutely adored!) My body lay horizontally across the bed with my head hanging off the edge. The world felt so upside down at that moment, this was my feeble attempt to turn it all right side up. Glancing away from the yellow water stain on the ceiling that had … Continue reading Chapter Nine: Meeting Baddy

Chapter Six: Protecting Our Innocence

Chapter Six: Protecting Our Innocence The mornings in my bedroom were the antithesis of the nights; warm, safe and my own haven, where I’d spend oodles of time alone letting my imagination go, dancing wildly to my 45 records, spending time on my CB radio, or playing with the barbie dolls I so wanted to look like. The superficial messages of how to look began early, with barbie dolls. … Continue reading Chapter Six: Protecting Our Innocence

Chapter Five: Three Sisters

Chapter Five: Three Sisters It is when I am in nature where suddenly a feeling of total elation passes over my being and I recognize what that feeling represents, memories from times in my chidhood where I was completely one with nature as it beckoned me in to play and get lost in my imagination. The memories are of times spent with my sisters, Melanie and Michele, playing in the woods … Continue reading Chapter Five: Three Sisters

Chapter Four: All About Harold

Chapter Four: All About Harold

Chapter Four: All About Harold My father, Harold Melvin Wernick, was born in 1917 and lived through two wars, as well as the great depression. A tall and sporty man with a shark grin and a mischievous twinkle in his baby blues, he was single into his forties and had a treasure chest filled with photographs telling tales of his bachelor life. From skiing in Switzerland with one gorgeous woman, and sailing in the … Continue reading Chapter Four: All About Harold

Chapter Three: Living in a Fairy Tale

Chapter Three: Living in a Fairy Tale My childhood was its own fairytale. Yes, it’s true, I grew up in a fairytale within a fairytale. My two sisters and I grew up in Massachusetts in a white house set up high on a hill. A white picket fence enclosing our mother’s wonderfully British bright and cheery hand-planted gardens. She was always in the garden with … Continue reading Chapter Three: Living in a Fairy Tale

The first Chapter - Looking Back on AspenRealLife

The First Chapter – Looking Back on AspenRealLife

The first Chapter – Looking Back on AspenRealLife It was summer of 2010 when my eyes opened, slowly focussing in on black storm clouds rolling in, threatening well needed rain. As the shadows were cast over Goldie & Kurt’s ranch land and the elk and packs of coyotes who frequently grazed and played in our backyard, I slid down deeper under our down-filled comforter and rolled on top of my very own electric furnace, digging my nose into his … Continue reading The First Chapter – Looking Back on AspenRealLife