Lemon Drops: Poems & Shorts
Relationship blogger, columnist Holly A. Phillips is sharing more about her search for love. In the form of short stories and poems, read what she’s called her “Most honest” piece yet! From love in the Houston Airport to a casual affair with an engaged man, take another adventurous journey with your favorite Bitter Lemon.
Get a sneak peak at the introduction:
As I kid, I barely noticed the seasons as they changed. There was summer, which meant sleeping in and no school. Spring made way for Spring Break, and with winter, at least there was hope for a few snow days.
But fall, fall has always held a special place in my heart. With the bittersweet closing of summer, fall meant new beginnings — a new school year, with fresh school supplies and new clothes. There were new opportunities around every corner.
I wish though, that as a kid I would have romanticized the falling leaves in Indiana the way I do now. The incredible way they paint the skies and the sidewalks all at once. I remember my parents telling me how people would flock to Brown County just to see the leaves as they changed from green to red, and I thought it was so silly.
But there are no red leaves where I live now, in Louisiana. In fact, there’s not really much of a fall season, but I still add a blanket to my bed, light pumpkin candles, and make cider — call me a dreamer.
But in my 10 years in the South, I’ve romanticized much more than changing leaves. You could say that my imagination has gotten the best of me, often taking flight without my permission.
As you open the pages to my third book, you’ll get a glimpse into my world — it is romantic, but it’s real. And I’m venturing to say that what you’re about to read is my truest self realized; imagination or not.
Once again, thank you for joining me on my continuing journey. Before, I wished for a trail of sunrises, and if I could add another thing to my list, it would be colorful leaves.
Life just isn’t the same without them.
How to Make Lemonade
My second book, How To Make Lemonade, is my story from the beginning—as far as dating goes, anyway.
I tricked him into being my boyfriend. One morning before class began, I took a ring I’d gotten in one of those clear plastic bubbles and placed it in my mailbox. The mailboxes were in our classroom; merely constructed of cardboard shaped into rectangles. I’d put a tag on the ring: “To Holly, From Andy.”
Follow me from second grade, through high school, and even in college, as I navigate my way through love and heartbreak.
In these moments, people always tell us to “Make lemonade,” but no one ever tells us how. How To Make Lemonade is my start at a recipe.
How I Fell: Love, Lies, & Cocktails
In 2013, I survived the toughest relationship of my life — one with an alcoholic. It was something I’d never dealt with before, and it shook me to my core. Our short relationship was filled with intense feelings (good and bad), plenty of lies, and emotional abuse. I took to my blog for solace, and what I found was that I wasn’t alone.
When our relationship ended, I searched for books to help me feel better, and get my life back together. While I did find a few, very little were true, honest accounts of what it’s like to date an alcoholic. The truth is, it’s scary as shit. But it’s not easy to get out. How I fell is my true story, complete with the ugly, embarrassing details.