© Jem Sullivan
I got unfriended a couple of weeks ago. It wasn’t very nice. Yet it was very necessary. And I swear I’m not sitting here snacking on sour grapes when I tell you this: I am relieved. A little sad. A lot baffled. But nonetheless relieved.
Unfriend. What a hostile sounding word. Everybody knows what it means … Read More
What if your husband came with a “user manual”? Or your boss? Or even your new friend at the club? What if you, yourself, came equipped with a little booklet of instructions designed to help others understand how you best function, what might cause you to short circuit, and, perhaps most importantly, what helps facilitate enjoyable or helpful “usage” of … Read More
I’ve begun writing a column for the Island Times Newspaper inspired by my photos of Pensacola Beach at dawn. I’ve gone ‘round and ‘round in my head about what to call it: Sharla Dawn at Dawn, seems a little egotistical. Crayon Dawn requires too much explanation. Beach Musings—a play on Pat Conroy’s 1995 title, Beach Music—is a little … Read More
