Author: Alison
The eleventh child of an agnostic and a Jehovah’s Witness (See? No Catholic). I am a freelance writer, having stumbled upon this profession as a would-be fashion writer in Paris. I am peripatetic which means I can walk but choose to do so while wondering in three states and Paris. I have no permanent residence and write about my life, addiction, my sisters, Paris, my dog, and, oh, yeah, fashion.
Retirementally Challenged
When Death Seems the Only Way Out
#MeToo and False Equivalence
I’ll Be Gone in the Dark—A Book Review (Kinda)
Naming Animals: An Art Form
Do Weed and Hash Smell the Same? Asking for a Friend.
Are You My Bubba? Netherlands, Day 7
There Are No Stupid Questions. Are there?