January 20, 2019

  On New Year’s Eve I spent some time reflecting, and I wrote my thoughts to a beloved friend who has become like a spiritual guide to me:   I’m wrestling with something. I went to Mass yesterday. I wanted to go, and my friend explicitly told me I didn’t have to go, which made it that I was able to go. I walked into St. Patrick’s parish in Edinburgh and smelled incense and saw the manger and felt at… Read more

January 14, 2019

    My mom and I were just discussing the bizarre crises of identity this whole Church Militant shit show has stirred up within us.   The thing you need to understand is, I was raised by a man who worshiped Michael Voris and CM. My father praised my writing even as he constantly tore me down. He tried to turn me into the disfigured, judgmental, hate-flinging kind of woman that Christine Niles is. As someone said recently, one of… Read more

January 13, 2019

  My freshman year at Franciscan University of Steubenville, I was required to read books that contained graphic sexual content, including graphic homosexual content.   I had never been exposed to such content in literature before. My father had decided that his children needed to be homeschooled so that we would be protected from content such as this, content that might destroy our innocence. I was raised with fear of the corrupting power of books with any kind of sexual… Read more

January 11, 2019

I attended Franciscan University of Steubenville from the Fall of 2011 to the Spring of 2015, majoring in Literature and studying under the various teachers in that department, including Rebecca Bratten-Weiss (who was the victim of a terrible and immoral witch-hunt by that same university that cost her her job), and the recently accused Dr. Stephen Lewis. To answer your first question, no, I have not read The Kingdom by Emmanuel Carrère (yet; I already have it on hold at… Read more

January 6, 2019

Yesterday morning I had the hilariously stupid delight of seeing the movie Holmes and Watson. While waiting for it to start, the trailer for the new King Arthur movie came on (“The Kid Who Would Be King”, the old tale set in a modern day kid’s environment). I was struck, as I have been many times the past few years, by yet another faceless female villain, this time taking Morgana’s name—when the actual movie started. Even though Holmes and Watson… Read more

January 1, 2019

I don’t sleep well these days.  From others I’ve spoken to, not many people are—especially those with any awareness of the tenure of the world right now.  The other night, as I lay down trying desperately to sleep, I found myself habitually making the sign of the Cross to lull myself into the lullaby of the rosary as I have done for years. No matter how many times I’ve started the rosary in bed, I’ve always fallen asleep, usually right… Read more

December 27, 2018

This isn’t what I thought I’d be publishing today.   I’d planned to publish the piece I wrote on Christmas Eve about the neighbor woman who died by suicide two weeks ago. Or my Christmas reflection on guilt, about the woman with the copper penny skin who I only gave 0.80€ to when I wanted to give her 5€, but wasn’t brave enough.   Instead I’m pondering a horribly difficult Christmas that was somehow filled with blessings. And contrary to… Read more

December 25, 2018

I’m not the first person that’s uttered the words, “It’s just not the same without you,” but it’s not. Christmas changed. We changed. You changed. Lights exchanged for dimmed corners. Different shaped firs in and out of old stands every December. Old decorations thrown away. Homemade projects long forgotten, rotting in a landfill. All of this flits in and out of my mind as the lights of this year’s tree flicker, making my eyes go in and out of focus…. Read more

December 24, 2018

Ron Howard’s 2000 film, “How the Grinch Stole Christmas” (the live action adaptation of the book/animated film by Dr. Seuss of the same name), is in its lighter moments an hilarious tribute to the creativity and ingenuity of a dear fan of the Seussian genre, and in its darker moments a heartbreaking reminder of what society does with what is different, misunderstood, and ultimately nonconforming.  Although his origins aren’t specified in either the original animated or the live-action film, they… Read more

December 17, 2018

I’ve been listening to Christmas songs since the beginning of November. What can I say? I’m a Christmas-er. It’s in my blood to go all out for holidays, especially ones that have such a world of their own, as Christmas does. One song, however, has been nicked from my holiday playlist, and breaks my heart every time I hear it now. “Where are you, Christmas?” by Faith Hill has stabbed me between the ribs in the uncanny way it has… Read more

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