Universe 1, Dayna 0, right?

Long post ahead. Also, this is part of a larger piece of writing I am working on, so know that a few things might feel out of context. I think it will all explain itself if you read to the end. And if you don’t, your life will likely go on just fine, so win-win…

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Until this ends, we are all white nationalists

I’m looking through social media today, reading headline after headline about the two, in fewer than 24-hours, most recent mass shootings in El Paso and Dayton, and I am so angry, so furious, so incredulous that this is my country that my fingers can hardly keep up with my brain. And I know I’m not…

I now have the time, so what’s next?

“I do not claim to have any particular genius. But sometimes, I dream that I’m sitting in a dusky room at a kitchen table across from another version of me, who sits, unbound by time, quietly drinking a cup of tea. ‘I wish you’d visit more often,’ she tells me. And I wonder if that…

When halfway isn’t nearly far enough

Dr. Marry and I go to spin class 3-4 times/week. I often gripe about it because I’d always much rather be sitting somewhere comfortable, reading or these days writing. But he’s totally committed to it, which is ultimately great because it’s good for me to actually exercise a little now and again, and there was…

But what do I want…now?

For most of my life, I wanted (expected) to be a movie star. I don’t mean that in the contemporary, Instagram-able, get hired to show up to a party because of who I am kind of way. I mean it in the acting kind of way. I wanted to dig deep, suck the marrow out…

Us and Them = Us

I was scrolling through Facebook last night before I went to bed–something I tell myself not to do and often end up doing anyway. This post, from a friend of mine who is a fabulous, run-of-the-mill, small town, midwestern-raised, dynamic, smart, sassy and all kinds of nationalities woman, was the last post I read before…