Author Archives: L. A. Stein

In Case of Curious

I picked up the quarter.

So, It’s An Obsession

There’s a quarter on my carpet. It’s fallen out of a pocket. All I can do is stare at it. I’m afraid to pick it up, so there it stays. I keep thinking about it. I won’t stop, never mind can’t. So there it stays. Penny’s are lucky, but quarters? What are they? Luckier, you’d [...]

Such Great Height

I have two distinct bruises on my right ankle for a reason that actually makes me feel good. As strange as it sounds to feel good about any kind of bruise, these two are comforting.
Cheerleading practice today was rough, rigorous and more intense than I’ve been used to. Pyramids were fumbled, one-legged stunts were [...]

Film Production in Tight Spaces

I wrote a film for a friend so that she could become a full member of ACTRA, something that has been causing her some grief for the past year or so. It’s not a particularly deep or inspiring film, but my intent was something light and quirky, kind of awkward and chuckle-worthy. I don’t expect [...]

A Brief Note on Winter Driving

Driving on my Island is especially difficult. And that’s even before you add in the twenty-five centimeters of snow. With the white-wet-presumptuous fluffies in the mix, the idiots who brandish their steering wheels as over-compensation are even less forgiving.
Admittedly, the amount of driving experience that I possess is not enough to brag about, but I [...]