Ancient Grains Archive

Femslash Friday: An Apology, A Promise

My darlings. Today I can leave you only with an apology and a promise -- I am driving to Texas at this very moment, and as such cannot devote the time I would like to crafting the perfect ode to Adventure Time's Princess Bubblegum/Marceline pairing, which is rapidly approaching canon. The gifs ...Read More

An Interview We Did About The Toast

We emailed with the great Claire Zulkey, of Zulkey.com fame, and emoted a lot about our jobs and who that Nick dude is and our sustaining love for being goofs together. ...Read More

Travels in America: Visiting the JFK Assassination Museum

As an ex-pat kid in the 70's, nothing said America to me more than Texas. I misunderstood my mother's explanation of the American state. "There are cattle in Texas," she told me as we drove home from the international school in our Fiat station wagon, "and oil. There are great big oil ...Read More

Link Roundup!

A Texas abortion doctor who can no longer do his job:
Slate: What do women do if they don’t have a passport?
Minto: They buy the drug at a flea market. This is bad and sad and wrong. They are going to be buying things on the street. You don’t ...Read More

The Day I Should Have Believed In God

My mom had been dying for so long, I couldn't tell what dying meant anymore. Everything the nurse had told us to watch out for had already happened, sometimes more than once: the purpling of the feet, which showed that her heart was not pumping effectively enough to get her blood to ...Read More

Adventures With My Mum and the Anti-Abortion Movement

This is a true story, or at least, as true as a memory can be. All names have been changed, including my own. My mother always said, “You can write anything you want about the family, darling, as you long as you do it under a different name. I want to pretend ...Read More

The Hunger of the Caterpillar

In the light of the moon a little egg lay on a leaf. One Sunday morning the warm sun came up and - pop - out of the egg came a tiny and very hungry caterpillar. He was alone, except for his hunger, and his hunger was a writhing and a hissing thing. ...Read More

Step Out Of The Car, Please: Maura’s Story

Previous entries in the DUI series can be found here Sara knew what she was doing. “The booze is gonna react with my pills, I bet,” she said in the passenger seat during the journey from Madison to Poynette. Her nonchalant spirit sparked a rumble of excitement behind my heart. This was my ...Read More