A blog by Krysta MacGray
I pulled into the Walgreens parking lot and into the lane for the drive through pharmacy. Hillsong’s Oceans played over the speakers. “Okay, that’s going to be five hundred dollars (—big pause—) Is that normal?” the woman behind the counter asks me. “Sadly, it is. It’s an expensive prescription.” I say. The prescription is for…
Sometimes, it’s not wise to spout off what you actually think on the internet. But my whole job as a writer is to do just that. Spout off what I actually think. Yesterday I wrote an essay about my dog and it makes me look like an absolute monster. It’s also what I actually think….
Two days ago I prayed to God to please help me know a way to write my book. I have been trying and trying to figure out what. The hell. It is. About. Fervently and to no avail. That same day I found out Dani Shapiro was coming to my little town in the mountains…