Awkward in the Midwest
The Unaccompanied Journey

The Unaccompanied Journey

by Jennifer Pruiett-Selby
 
This busy week is when the remaining members of my father-in law’s platoon will to travel to Tennessee for one final gathering.
Returning to the World of Words

Returning to the World of Words

by Jennifer Pruiett-Selby
 
There aren’t enough hours in the day. There’s never enough time. And no matter what we do to budget or plan, the inevitability of its expiration is omnipresent.
The Silence of the Goats

The Silence of the Goats

by Jennifer Pruiett-Selby
 
As I began working on this column, I had just discovered a countdown website loaded with symbols attributed to the so-called Illuminati.
Dybbuk Box

Dybbuk Box

by Jennifer Prueitt-Selby
 
This week on Facebook, my daughter sent me a link to an Ebay listing for a dybbuk box. For those of you who’ve never watched SyFy’s Paranormal Witness, a dybbuk box supposedly contains a trapped malevolent spirit.
Hedgehog Alchemy

Hedgehog Alchemy

by Jennifer Pruiett-Selby
 
My laptop crashed so violently that an unblinking black screen was my only response as I pushed the power button—that illuminated circle intersected by a line at the northernmost point, quite like a diamond in a ring.
New Year, New You

New Year, New You

by Jennifer Pruiett-Selby
 
There are only so many times a Midwestern mother of five can reinvent herself. I’m not Lady Gaga, folks.
Midwestern Nice

Midwestern Nice

by Jennifer Pruiett-Selby
 
If there’s one thing I can say about people here, it’s that few will resist the urge to speak ill of others. Not only do people here spread rumors, they do it openly and with great joy.
Farmers Only

Farmers Only

by Jennifer J. Pruiett-Selby
 
Here in Iowa, I’m acutely aware of the external perception of the Midwest. Most believe we can’t party late into the night because we all must rise early to slop our chickens.
An Awkward Introduction

An Awkward Introduction

by Jennifer J. Pruiett-Selby
 
I’m not good with introductions. You could say that I’m socially awkward and I probably wouldn’t disagree with you. Being in public makes me sweaty. That’s why I always wear yoga pants.

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