The Prattville Email
"If you've ever listened to country music you know what co-dependence is. On a scale of zero to Willie Nelson, I was around a Shania Twain ballad." Me at The Moth in Melbourne, September, 2022.
Dear Susan,
"Looking back, they were probably three fucking huge dots that I should have connected." Me at The Moth in Melbourne, February, 2025.
Tigerland
"I have a confession to make. I once committed the worst crime a Melbournian can commit. I switched footy teams." Me at The Moth Grand Slam in Melbourne, July, 2025.
When In Rome
"What I minded was being treated like a single, middle-aged woman... being patronised with the title “Dottoressa” - as if suggesting that I am an educated woman is a compliment, not just a statement of fact." Me at The Moth in Melbourne, Australia, May 2022. Five minute true story, no notes.
Making Waves
"And what was later described, I think unfairly, as “a feral horde” grabbed their cardboard swords, and streamed out of the room." Me at The Moth Grand Slam in Melbourne, August 2024.
Pride
When I taught 4th and 5th grade I was supposed to teach the curriculum. Mostly, I just wanted to have fun and make sure I eventually had a quiet life. Me at The Moth in Melbourne, Australia, June 2023. Five minute true story, no notes.
Vices
"When I was 13, a vice was anything that your parents told you not to do. And it was everything that the cool girls did."
Me at The Moth in Melbourne, Australia, January 2023. Five minute true story, no notes.
Glint
"This was the coldest spring in Iceland in 25 years. What the hell was I thinking? Mostly I was thinking I wanted to get away from that voice in my head that said I'd screwed up my life..."
Me at The Moth Grand Slam in Portland, Oregon, October 2023.
Winnie-Ille-Pooh
A spoken story of a teenage girl's loves and hates. And her mother.
Me at The Moth in Melbourne, April 2022. Five minute true story, no notes.
Beg, Borrow, Steal
Lady Karma won't give a gawky teen a break!
Me at The Moth in Portland, Oregon, January 2020. Five minute true story, no notes.
Nothing A Shot Of Whiskey Won’t Fix
Four random prompts become a story about what we refuse to inherit.
[POV: 3rd person omniscient]
The Olympian Book Club
It was a simple grocery run until someone invoked the pantheon.
With friends like these...
[POV: 1st person]
Letter from Portland
When white is black, but only for a few hours, and with donuts. Political opinion. Really? A humanitarian opinion, but here we are...
[POV: 1st person essay]