Note from founder: Studies show happiness is one of the most well-known sensations people inquire. Some even say it’s the purpose of life. Reports have found that possessing great heaps of money can buy things such as time and good hearty meals. It’s known to have helped people purchase memorable experiences, plow their way to the tops of pyramids, and if you can believe it – bargain their way into the hearts of others! Don’t fret if you don’t have money, sit down with a notebook and pen and write out the following list. # 1) Obsess. Visualize yourself having cash in your pockets and dough in your safe to the point where nothing and no one else matters. # 2) Borrowing isn’t stealing. When at the office or an outing or event, let other people pay for your dinner and drinks. Don’t be so eager to throw down your own cash. # 3) Beg. Stand outside super markets, laundry matts, bookstores, etc., with a sign in your hand that asks others to contribute towards the fundraiser of your choice. And when someone donates, be sure to look out for them the next time they come around!
Author: Britt DiGiacomo
Confessions of a Woman Gone Mad: Ants
Wednesday June 17th 9:30am:
In the bathroom while brushing my teeth, a little black ant circles the soap
dispenser. How did it get in? I walk over to the window to the right above the
toilet. No draft or hole. No other ants. Back at the sink, I spit, rinse, flick
the light off and walk into the kitchen.
Saturday June 20th 6:00am:
I jump out of the shower and dry off. I dress for work, place the towel on the
hook, and then reach into the whicker caddy beside the sink for my deodorant. A
little black ant is crawling up the side of it. I let it crawl onto my finger,
and then gently place it down against the counter. The ant walks along my
finger over to his friends hanging around the faucet.
Confessions of a Woman Gone Mad: Addie
Posted on December 7, 2015 by Britt
Monday September 28th
7:30am:
I stand at the front door and rub my eyes awake. My sister’s there, going on
and on about how she has to go to work. My niece is sick and can’t go to
school. She has no choice; Addie has to stay with me for the day. She hands me
a note, a pink lunch box, kisses Addie on the cheek and darts towards her
running car. “See you at four,” she hollers out the window and drives away.
The note:
– Make sure Addie takes a teaspoon of her medicine (see in lunch box) every
four hours. Don’t worry, she’s not contagious.
– She eats a lot (like every two hours) so I packed her lunch and plenty of
snacks. If she wants anything else, make sure it’s ORGANIC. She only eats
organic and her stomach will not be able to handle anything with hormones or
pesticides in it. ORGANIC FOOD ONLY.
– NO CANDY
– NO TV
– NO-
I crumble the note in my hand and toss it into the garbage.
CALLING ALL HEMINGWAY AFICIONADOS!!!
Ever wonder how writers start out? Or, about the process of writing a novel? If it were so easy wouldn’t everyone do it?
When I was studying undergrad, a student of English Lit, I drove four in a half hours to Hemingway’s archive at The JFK Library in Boston for research on my final project. The paper was a comparison between his first drafted manuscripts of The Sun Also Rises, vs. his final published version of the novel.
I spent nine hours rummaging through Hemingway’s journals, manuscripts, any paper with any mention of The Sun Also Rises. What an experience!!
As a reader, researcher and writer, I found it illuminating to see first hand Hemingway’s passion, work, and efforts that went into writing his first great novel.
Here is what I discovered:
MY LOVE, Published by “Women Around Town” 2/14/19
Look at me
look passed my eyes
and listen
I do not love you because I have to
or because I fear being alone
or because time moving forward means
having to settle for the things you need
I am not a broken heart
but I get cold when standing under a tree
with the sun on the other side of the world
though, I still crave the deep shades of night
the silence of the sky
Continue reading ➞ MY LOVE, Published by “Women Around Town” 2/14/19
Out Of Reach, Published by “Women Around Town” 1/3/19
You say it’s dangerous
you say it’s too risky to be alone
it is winter
I lay in a field
in the frost the bridge across from me
my hand on my chest
my skin is hot
(like desert sand)
I am not sick
Continue reading ➞ Out Of Reach, Published by “Women Around Town” 1/3/19
SHARE is a Podcast & Blog series about young women that provides an open platform of discussion for woman. SHARE is a safe space for women to open up, and share their personal stories of pain and adversity.
We will be going around speaking to women of all ages and learning about their stories. Stories of fear, harm and violence. Stories of love, loss and illness, isolation and addiction. Whatever your story is, we are asking you to share it with us.
By sharing our stories and learning about the journey others have faced in overcoming their difficulties, we learn that we are not alone. Sharing can help others through similar issues, it can help us grow. Sharing can grant us the strength to find our voice, which can ultimately lead us on the path to self discovery.
Sharing can inspire, it can heal. So join me. Share your story and together, we can bring a little peace and lightness into the hearts of those who need it the most.
Jupiter in Taurus, Published by “Boulder Weekly” 8/3/18
I press the snooze button on my alarm
three times and then
finally wake up happy
I step in to the outfit
already laid out, place my foot
in a shoe that didn’t cost
too much,
I sit on the couch drinking coffee
a stain appears on my shirt
I glance out the window – no rain
I scrub the stain out,
eat the leftovers,
eye old memories hanging
like art on my fridge
my phone is fully charged
Continue reading ➞ Jupiter in Taurus, Published by “Boulder Weekly” 8/3/18
Monday Night Yoga, Published by “Women Around Town” 6/3/18
I’m flat on my back
my heels spread as wide as the mat
my fingers stretch like star shapes
my palms face up because I’m
trying to be open and at peace
I’m trying to welcome news things
like change and balance
but the man next to me is sleeping
through his shavasana and snoring
so loud I can’t count my breaths
or empty my mind or be grateful
I turn to him and whisper be here now
but he is somewhere else
and now I roam
Continue reading ➞ Monday Night Yoga, Published by “Women Around Town” 6/3/18
Sunny Friday at 4:00 pm, Published April by “FishFood Magazine” 4/30/18
A lung has escaped my body.
I’d been walking down the street when
it emerged right out of my chest.
The left one. Not the right – the smaller one that keeps room for my heart.
It’s no longer in me but out.
Not at all fleshy or muscular, but more
like something boiled for far too long.
Painfully hot;
liquid lung trickling down my leg,
swelling over the edge of my sneaker,
splatting like blob on the sidewalk.
Continue reading ➞ Sunny Friday at 4:00 pm, Published April by “FishFood Magazine” 4/30/18








