These are some of my favorite places my writing has been published online. I’ll spare you from my content mill days and the part of my life I refer to as “The Year of the Listicle.” Before that, I cut my editorial teeth on local magazines that, unfortunately for my portfolio, remain in the antiquated days of print-only.

Mothering Crickets
One thousand dead crickets in a box.
That’s what I’m looking at right now — 1,000 belly-up insects in a rectangular receptacle. I paid $30 for them.
If that sounds like the stupidest thing you’ve ever heard, to be fair, they were supposed to be alive. But let me back up…

The Beastie Boys and Business Culture
…That was what a Beastie Boys concert was like in 1987. With lyrics like “Skirt chasing, freebasing, killing every village. We drink and rob and rhyme and pillage,” it’s no wonder they ushered in a dubious genre of music known as “frat rap.”
But not too long after the Beasties emerged from small punk clubs into the limelight of sold-out arenas, they began to question their image….

It Puts the Lotion on Its Skin
In my 20s, I washed my face with soap and water, and that was it. But somewhere along the line, I let an MLM convince me I needed a twelve-step program for my skin. Hundreds of dollars bought me cleanser, toner, primer and various foundations — elixirs in pots and tubes in soothing blue colors that promised to stop time and the unbearable horrors of *gasp* wrinkles….