Hytes

Joined July 2020

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Dan Glacier
It sounds bad to say I don’t remember what I was thinking when I first saw him stumble out onto the road, waving at me with reeking desperation in his eyes. It’s bad to say that, but it’s also untrue. It’s not as though I don’t remember, it's that I didn’t think anything at all when I saw him. After getting lost in the 900,000 miles of the Monongahela National Forest in West Virginia, falling down a ravine, having his hand pinned under a rock, suffering dehydration and hypothermia for three days, cutting off his hand to free himself, hiking five miles back to a main road toward safety, I was the first car that came around the bend on Route 219, the first human Dan Glacier had seen in a week. I was the best chance he had at survival from the rampant blood loss from his left arm…and I didn’t think anything when I saw him. So I drove on.
By Hytes4 years ago in Fiction
Loves Me, Loves Me Not
May 27th. 9am. I turned the OPEN sign around in my flower shop window with one hand and rubbed the $5 dollar bill in my pocket with my other.
By Hytes4 years ago in Fiction
Odd Fish
Martha’s Vineyard. 1974. First summer after high school, long after the fun of graduation and prom wore down and the ramp up to college was beginning. Friends since preschool had begun to disappear, out like the tide, to Boston University, up to Dartmouth, Northeastern and even further, far away from our little island.
By Hytes4 years ago in Fiction
Stone and Sand
Sand sculpting is like theatre: the final product only exists momentarily and then is gone forever. I’d never say that aloud—that sand sculpting is like theatre—since it sounds too pretentious. It IS art to me, but no one thinks of you as an artist. Michelangelo carves David and he’s regaled as one of the most famous sculptors of all time. A sand sculptor creates David on the beach and all they get is a picture in the local free newspaper, The Island Times. The only difference is he chose stone and I sand.
By Hytes4 years ago in Fiction
Are You Lost
It was Thursday and the Montana State Troopers reported that Abigail Trout had been missing for seventy-two hours, which I later learned happened to be the Autumnal Equinox. She was reportedly last seen hiking down near Hollowtop Pond on the day when day and night are perfectly balanced. Every day after that perfect one would be a little darker than the last. At least for a while.
By Hytes4 years ago in Fiction
Dog is My Co-Pilot
"Do you want a dog?" is a great first-date question, because if the answer is "no" then you don't need to waste your time any further. Thankfully, my (then future) fiancée answered with a resounding "YES" on our first date, topping it with those magic three words every girl wants to hear:
By Hytes5 years ago in Petlife
Thankful from A to Z
Before 2020, I generally found gratitude in one of two forms. One would be a languid, relaxing daydream-y type of thankfulness. The bubbles of thanks that casually float to the surface of consciousness while you're sitting on the beach on vacation, or with a cup of coffee staring out at a sunrise thinking, Hmmm...I am so thankful to be here, to be alive... The purpose of this thought has no beginning and certainly no end...it often doesn't lead to any major life change. You just think the thankful thought and leisurely move on with the rest of your day.
By Hytes5 years ago in Motivation
A Day of Song
A DAY OF SONG We all have really rough days, ones that are impervious to the regular self-care routines we establish to protect ourselves from the damage. For those inconsolable days, we need music. And ones of every genre, not just what we're used to. I read once that if art decorates space, then music decorates time. So for those bare, bleak times, decorate your day with this positivity-charged playlist to keep you up and moving.
By Hytes5 years ago in Beat
How to Crowdfund a Short Film the Right Way
Are you a budding screenwriter working to transition your work to the screen? A creative producer looking to get into the financing side? A director trying to expand your producing capabilities? An actor eager to have your own control over a project, or at least something to brag to your parents/agent that you're working on? These days, it's almost an expectation that film creatives are quadruple-threats: director, producer writer, and actor. We worship at the alter of the Phoebe Waller-Bridges and Duplass Brothers of the indie world. We salivate over the webseries-turned-wonder-successes of Broad City and Insecure. We look at own unproduced screenplay, or sparse demo reel, or empty IMDB page and think...maybe I too could make own my work?
By Hytes5 years ago in Geeks
Take (skin) Care
When I was a teenager I read an article in Seventeen magazine about skincare that highlighted famous celebrities' best tips and tricks for radiant skin as they age. I looked in the mirror and for the first time, questioned how "healthy" my skin looked. The thought had never crossed my mind before. I furrowed my brow and - SHOCK!- a teeny crease formed between my eyebrows. Horrified, I ran out to my local drugstore and spent all my money on a little jar of Olay Deep Wrinkle Treatment. Back home I smeared the goop designed to attack aging skin onto my pristine forehead, relieved to have 'solved' the problem.
By Hytes5 years ago in Blush
Home Alone
A one-year-old troublemaker must protect her house when she is accidentally left home alone by her family while they go run errands.
By Hytes5 years ago in Petlife
Fall Activity: Making Banana Bread That Looks Like My Dog. Third Place in Trick or Treats Challenge. Top Story - October 2020.
Happy Autumn, fellow culinarians! When the leaves start to fall, it's time for the dough to rise. Every Fall, the frisky cool air always inspires in me a baking spirit as short-lived as the changing leaves. This typically extends for one disastrous October week leading up to Halloween where I try to make uncooked brownie balls that look like eyeballs or cookies topped with black licorice that make it look like a spider.
By Hytes5 years ago in Feast