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Some Water, Please

My mother stood at her open back door looking uncertain.“I need help. I’ve brought you a pot of water but I can’t carry it.” Lately we had…

Aug 22, 2022

Some Water, Please

Aug 22, 2022

Once More Unto to the Breach . . . NO Thank You

I want to proclaim, loudly and firmly and widely, that there will be no more online dating for me.

Apr 28, 2023

Once More Unto to the Breach . . . NO Thank You

Apr 28, 2023

Yamali

I want you to know how incredible, resilient, smart, funny, kind, and brave one of my current college essay students is. I want you to know…

Sep 23, 2022

Sep 23, 2022

Peninsula

The narrow road to Ender’s Island twists and turns, weaving in and among trees at times as well as glacial grey boulders ranging in size…

Sep 10, 2022

Peninsula

Sep 10, 2022

Two Days After Dad Would Have Turned 92

I don’t want to write about this, about how we had to install an additional air conditioner in my dad’s bedroom while he was dying because…

Sep 10, 2022

Sep 10, 2022

Written Into Being

Dear Ohio,

Sep 4, 2022

Sep 4, 2022

The Mistake

I knew it was a mistake as I rode up the elevator. Upon entering, I plastered myself against its back wall as if to shore up my strength…

Sep 4, 2022

The Mistake

Sep 4, 2022

On Relationships and Shared Cultural References, Or Lack Thereof

What could have been, should have been a typical courtship of a series of texts followed by a phone call or two and then a date, something…

Sep 2, 2022

On Relationships and Shared Cultural References, Or Lack Thereof

Sep 2, 2022

On Toilets and Indignity

I am driving home on Route 1, a two-lane road which goes from 35 mph closer to town to 55 mph along the more residential section. Between…

Aug 29, 2022

Aug 29, 2022

The Poet’s Bench

Surrounding me on all sides is mountain laurel, its signature wavy trunk and branches filling the woods in every direction, an astonishing…

Aug 24, 2022

The Poet’s Bench

Aug 24, 2022

Pubescents Nearing Retirement

I am 53 years old and for the first time in 20 years, I have a boyfriend. Boyfriend. Ha. He is 62 years old. Is that a boyfriend? It sounds…

Aug 24, 2022

Aug 24, 2022

Swipe

In a test of digital dexterity, post-pubescent humans of the twenty-first century were asked to swipe left or right when looking for a…

Aug 23, 2022

Swipe

Aug 23, 2022

Grief Lineage

I am descended from gatherers of berries, wood, and wisdom. Women whose fingers were stained with hints of blue and red from bursting sweet…

Aug 23, 2022

Aug 23, 2022

Blue Toenails

I value punctuality. Nevertheless, I’m a late romantic bloomer. I found a boyfriend at 54. He is now 63 . If we’re lucky, we might get 20…

Aug 23, 2022

Blue Toenails

Aug 23, 2022

Poison Control

When I taught AP English Composition otherwise known as nonfiction writing, I promised those kids that I would teach them everything I knew…

Aug 19, 2021

Aug 19, 2021

Woman in Her 50s Without Children Explains

There’s a scene in Jurassic Park when the various experts brought to the island to verify its viability observe the rupturing of a dinosaur…

May 6, 2021

Woman in Her 50s Without Children Explains

May 6, 2021

Kristie Schmidt

Kristie Schmidt

Writing and College Essay Coach, College Application Counselor, Gateless Certified Writing Instructor, Retreat Host, Editor, Speaker. www.kristieschmidt.com

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