Annie

Joined May 2022

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Single mom, urban planner, dancer... dreamer... explorer. Sharing my experiences, imagination, and recipes.

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How to Stay Single
Introduction: Congratulations on Your Independence First of all, congratulations. Staying single in a world that treats coupledom like a competitive sport is no small feat. You are about to embark on a bold, intentional lifestyle choice. Perhaps you have already stumbled into it and decided to unpack your bags. Either way, this instruction manual exists to guide you through the noble art of remaining unattached, unbothered, and refreshingly self-directed. It is for the fatigued, who desire to avoid the endless dating games, emotional breadcrumbs, and “You Up?” texts... sent from someone who keeps in touch every 3-7 days as though they are watering a plant.
By Anniea day ago in Humans
An Official-Unofficial Instruction Manual for Being a Buffalo Bills Fan
Purpose This manual will teach you how to be a Buffalo Bills fan: how to prepare, how to hope responsibly, how to endure, and how to remain inexplicably loyal in conditions that would cause reasonable people to choose a different hobby and/or team.
By Annie5 days ago in Fiction
Per My Last Breakdown
“Don’t touch that, Mark.” “I’m touching it.” “Of course you are.” “You don’t own the copier, Claire.” “I own the consequences of you touching the copier.”
By Annie8 days ago in Fiction
A Practical Instruction for Making Morning Coffee, with Notes on Survival
Objective To produce one cup of coffee sufficient to restore basic function, memory, and the illusion that today will be manageable. This schedule assumes ordinary equipment and an extraordinary level of dependence.
By Annie8 days ago in Fiction
How to Maintain a Municipal Clock That No Longer Tells the Time
Purpose: This manual will guide you through the routine maintenance of a municipal clock that has ceased to measure hours and instead measures something less cooperative. Follow each instruction carefully. Deviations may result in nostalgia, minor civic unrest, or the quiet return of someone you thought had left for good.
By Annie8 days ago in Fiction
Sleep Was Never Promised
What I buried doesn’t sleep beneath the frost, Its breath still rises through the frozen ground, The quiet keeps a tally of what’s lost.
By Annie2 months ago in Poets
The Legend of 13 Curves
They say you can count them if you dare—thirteen bends in the old, narrow road that snakes through the woods outside of Marcellus in Upstate New York. It doesn’t look like much at first: a simple stretch of country blacktop, hemmed in by maples and pine. But once the forest closes around you, the road begins to twist. Thirteen turns, each tighter than the last, like the loops of a noose. The locals call it “13 Curves.” And if you drive it late at night, between midnight and one, with your headlights off for just a moment… you might see her.
By Annie3 months ago in Horror
Notification
Mara pressed her eye to the keyhole. It was old-fashioned, the kind that didn’t belong in modern apartment buildings. Oval-shaped, framed in brass, it was worn smooth from decades of curious tenants before her. Through it, a pale strip of light cut the dark like a wound. It was the same light she’d seen before, the one that teased at her curiosity until she finally gave in.
By Annie3 months ago in Fiction
The Romeo Killer | Part 2
The morning of November 15, 2004, the University of Rochester campus was quiet in the half-light of late autumn. The air carried a damp chill, the kind that made students quicken their pace between buildings, coffee cups steaming in their hands. It was early, too early for most undergraduates to be out. But a few members of Sigma Phi Epsilon, Chris Porco’s fraternity, were already awake when they noticed him jogging across campus.
By Annie4 months ago in Criminal
The Romeo Killer | Part 1
Like many women in their forties, my Friday nights lean toward comfort—cozy clothes, a mug of tea, and the familiar chill of a true crime documentary flickering on the screen. But what feels like safe viewership today once collided with my own life in a way I could never have prepared for. At 22, I was caught up in the ordinary chaos of adulthood—launching my career, making new friends, navigating uncertain first steps. What I didn’t know was that those same years would place me face to face with one of the most shocking crimes Upstate New York has ever endured. A crime that began in the quiet hours of a suburban home yet spilled into the hallways of my former campus, leaving many of us to carry its shadow long after the case was closed.
By Annie4 months ago in Criminal
Unknown Number
DISCLAIMER | Do not read if you plan to watch the documentary "Unknown Number: The High School Catfish" as there may be spoilers.
By Annie4 months ago in Psyche
The Last Voyage
In the shipyards of 1916, the HMS Valerian first touched water with a gleaming hull and a purpose shaped by war. She was no battleship, no mighty dreadnought, but a small, sturdy Arabis-class sloop built for the endless, unsung work of the Royal Navy: escort duty, minesweeping, protecting convoys from the silent menace of submarines.
By Annie4 months ago in Humans

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How to Stay Single

An Official-Unofficial Instruction Manual for Being a Buffalo Bills Fan

Per My Last Breakdown

A Practical Instruction for Making Morning Coffee, with Notes on Survival

How to Maintain a Municipal Clock That No Longer Tells the Time

Sleep Was Never Promised

The Legend of 13 Curves

Notification

The Romeo Killer | Part 2

The Romeo Killer | Part 1

Unknown Number

The Last Voyage

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