Author Archives: Nikki

  This isn’t the post I should be writing.   I should be telling you that I went home this weekend. That my baby sister had the lead in her school’s production of Cabaret and I was so blown away … Continue reading →

  I loved the neighborhood I grew up in. It was small for the city that held it – blocks of city streets on the side of a hill,  lined with three-decker apartment buildings boasting their matchbox backyards and clotheslines … Continue reading →

I’ve written a few times (even as they were happening) about moment-of-no-return horizons. But here’s a different (literal) one: in many ways, the moment from which the rest were born. At 17, beaches in February make the world feel infinite. … Continue reading →

  To the man next to me at the red light on Pico and Barrington, I really, really apologize. The town I lived in was small. You see, in 2007, she was a scared freshman with brand new shoes and … Continue reading →

  Step 1: Don’t. Scoff at the thought as you’re driving home from work. The best way, you think, to ruin this night is to try to tell the kind of story you know nothing about. Love stories are best … Continue reading →

“Go, have fun. Just don’t mix.” I was 19 at the time, a college sophomore splitting nearly all of my time between classes and 10 hour shifts at the sports bar, tapping my feet and waiting for baseball season to … Continue reading →