The Alternatives

I’m at the point in my life where I have the perfect life. I’ve an amazing wife with two beautiful children. I can keep my family from living in poverty. I have the best job in the world. I have no complaints. I just won a few awards. Not just any awards. I won three Academy awards in one night. And I’ve only been in the game two years. I beat DiCaprio at this point. He congratulated me at the after party. It was the best night of my life. A few months later, I got a call from my agent with amazing news, “Lizzie, I just got you the best role. You alongside DiCaprio! He personally asked for you to play the leading role!” I just couldn’t believe it. Not even an hour later I was on a plane to California to meet with Leo and talk about my role in the film. I was ready to start. But that’s not what happened that night. Not at all. I pulled up to a huge white mansion, away from the city life of California. The lot was surrounded by towering mountains. The sky was sapphire, and the ...

You  just couldn’t wait until I left. You just fucking couldn’t. To think all this time you ran behind my back. Did you ever even love me? Did it occur to you that all this may have been real for me? Did your heart ever have room in there for me or was it all just a lie? Was I a replacement for somebody else? A feel-good fuck? Ahh! You had to bring this slut into our home! Into OUR home! Where our children sleep!. Where I cradled you in my arms when you were to weak to fight. How fucking dare you betray everything we stood for. How fucking DARE YOU!?! Everything we helped build. What am I going to tell the kids? What am I going to tell my kids? How am I going to explain this? Shit. Shit. Fuuuck! They can’t know. How are they going to understand? That I- It’s ok. I got it. I got this. It's ok. Shit. Ok. Think. I need to think. How do I get rid of two bodies? How do I fucking move them? Think, Linda, think.

Hey Motherlovers. I can see that the majority of those who read my blog, or maybe just visit it, are in the United States. The rest of you lovelies are scattered in the other side of the pond. What are the daily events over there? What is grinding your gears? Have you heard what is happening over here? White Supremacist and Neo-Nazi's having rallies and killing protesters. Here in Texas, on September 1st, there will be a new law that is already in place in Arizona. It will allow cops to ask for your papers to prove you are a citizen. Now, one reason I want to stay out of the politics is because I am so tired of hearing and living it on a daily basis. I feel my whole life is revolving over these issues. I am not saying they aren't important because they are, I just am so tired of hearing the same fucking thing. President Trump tweeted today that the Russian Investigation is the biggest witch-hunt in history Trump says North Korea will be met with 'Fire an...

Hey Motherlovers, Please enjoy this midnight creation. Muah!! The (******) in this story mean the P.O.V - point of view -  has changed. He stared at me. It sort of disturbed me. Yet, it felt so familiar to me. His gaze was so strong, I could feel it on the back of my neck, almost as if he were breathing on me, making each one of my hairs spring up in fear. This feeling of uneasiness frightened me and excited me all the same. I had the fiercest urge to turn back and look at this man. This man who sat with his own company and made me feel weak without even speaking one word. Where had he come from? I don't even remember him getting on the bus or which stop the rest of the crowd wandered out into. As if to intentionally leave me with this robust stranger. I can no longer continue to read my book. I sense my blood boil beneath my skin as I keep my head up and stiff, so I won't catch his eyes on the reflection of the windows. I should be home soon. I guess I could...