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  On New Year’s Eve I spent some time reflecting, and I wrote my thoughts...

    My mom and I were just discussing the bizarre crises of identity this...

  My freshman year at Franciscan University of Steubenville, I was required to read books...

I attended Franciscan University of Steubenville from the Fall of 2011 to the Spring of...

Yesterday morning I had the hilariously stupid delight of seeing the movie Holmes and Watson....

I don’t sleep well these days.  From others I’ve spoken to, not many people are—especially...

This isn't what I thought I'd be publishing today.   I'd planned to publish the...

I’m not the first person that’s uttered the words, “It’s just not the same without...

Ron Howard’s 2000 film, “How the Grinch Stole Christmas” (the live action adaptation of the...

I've been listening to Christmas songs since the beginning of November. What can I say?...

  I crave the pyre because I am              cold...

  One of the most surprising things about living in a foreign country is how...

    Have the stuffing, she says It's quite delicious, she says It won't hurt...

Advent fast approaches. With it comes all the gleaming misrepresentations and farce, in both the...

I think they live in the past here. A large comfy city built of small...

  I've been thinking about witches since autumn began.   I never much liked or...

  Living down the road from the house where I was raped, I can’t help...

Good evening, wanderers of the internet frontier.   I am Jennifer, or Jenn if you...

    Jessica Mesman Griffith has got me started on a horror binge recently.  ...

  Where were you, He asked me, when my little ones came to you, broken,...

Hi y'all. No, I'm not dead yet. Yes, I've been a horrible blogger for nearly...

  Editor's note: At The Shoeless Banshee we have published some strong women's responses (here...

  ***Trigger Warning--Self-Harm***   My first tattoo was my golden birthday present to myself (when...

  *UPDATE* Dr. Jack Barto, the pediatrician who molested me as a child and later...

  Yesterday an image showed up in my Facebook newsfeed: overlaid in front of a...

  Grace scares me.   There it is, in black and white. I don’t know...

  There wasn’t a cloud in the blue sky as my friend and I drove...

  Good men, I’m guessing you have at least one friend in your life who...

  How can the baptized claim to welcome Christ if they close the door to...

“No, sweetie, I’m sure that she doesn’t want your shoe.”   The toddler sitting behind...