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As I’m finishing up this most current version of my book proposal, chunks of copy drop like flies. This block of the former sex chapter didn’t exactly fit into my “left coast coartship” chapter in the new book, so here it is for your enjoyment (or not).
In my sixth grade health class, where many of [...]

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Now, onto what this post is really about:
This is another chunk of my former book proposal. Since this won’t be used in the proposal I’m finishing up now, I might as well give it a home here on the web.
And so I traded following [...]

This was a segment from my book proposal, but due to a restructuring it doesn’t fit any more. So I’m sharing it here.
I had a glimpse into the creation of popular culture, and I saw first hand the lack of reality in what we see and what we think we want. I got right into [...]

Having just finished my first year of college, the summer of 1994 found me looking to take a step up in my career. I’d spent a few months toddler-wrastling for a daycare, but really wanted to ascend to the world of retail … the cash register and lack of juice breaks made it seemed more [...]

I had a near crisis shopping experience yesterday at the Alderwood Mall.
It’s very infrequently that I shop at the mall. I prefer shopping at secondhand stores (not vintage shops — secondhand stores), boutiques stocked with local designers’ work, and Rummage. But there are a few basics that require a trip to the mall, and jeans [...]

This post of Jason’s got me thinking about phobias and the ways that we’re horribly attracted to the things that frighten us most.
This issue is fresh in my mind because yesterday Dre and I had to take our rat, Jaamini, to the vet to get some antibiotics. She has a reoccurring upper respitory infection called [...]

Peek

18 Feb 2004 In: Book, Narrative Non-Fiction

Here’s a little peek at some writing I’ve been working on for the book proposal.
…We are absolutely full of shit when we go on like this, and we both know it. My academic posturings simply don’t hold up. I can list as many culture critique missives as I want. The truth remains that my first [...]

You all know I don’t cook, right? This actually isn’t quite true. I was raised with a few core dinner meals (Stallings family tacos! Stallings family pasta ‘n’ salad! Stallings family baked potatoes! Stallings family lentil soup!) and the fancy stuff saved for breakfast. The infamous David Stallings pancakes, a recipe honed over the decades. [...]

Sometimes when I get really irritated, I find myself gloating over the feeling like a pet. It’s my special little trophy, this inflamed outrage. I stroke it and hold it close like a shivering lap dog, passing it around to baffled friends who feign interest and kiss it on its little wet nose just [...]

Cranked

29 Sep 2003 In: Narrative Non-Fiction

When I was in pre-school, I became obsessed with answering the telephone. My parents taught me that, if I was going to be a big girl and answer the phone, there were three pieces of information to address:
1) Tell them who I was
2) Ask who was calling
3) Ask who they were calling for
Ever the literalist, [...]

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Hey there. I'm Ariel Meadow Stallings, a native Seattleite who's written my way up and down the Left Coast. Electrolicious is where I post daily randomata, but I also write for a living. My first book, Offbeat Bride, is in bookstores now.

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