Author Archives: abigailscott

Why I will never listen to My Favorite Murder

My Favorite Murder is the hit true crime comedy podcast hosted by Karen Kilgariff and Georgia Hardstark. Since its inception in early 2016, the show has broken download records and sparked an enthusiastic, interactive “Murderino” fan base who came out in droves this spring for the sold-out nationwide tour. It is hard for me to […]

Past the Feeling

On the eve of one of the biggest drinking holidays of the year, I find myself once again mulling over my relationship with alcohol. The other day I watched a National Institute of Alcohol Abuse and Alcoholism HBO documentary called Risky Drinking.  To qualify as a risky drinker, a woman has to drink more than three […]

& the Heartbreakers

Yesterday I woke up still pretty bummed out that one of my favorite artists, Ryan Adams, had cancelled his show minutes before it was to start. I was sitting outside the venue as I had been since around 4:45 and someone replied to my tweet (about being excited for the show) that he had cancelled. […]

Yesterday came suddenly.

Yesterday came suddenly.  These same men who boast about grabbing our bodies. Who stare at them under fluorescent lights. That wasn’t enough for these men. They needed more ways to strip us. Unravel us further. They could take what they wanted already but now they needed to take what is ours. Our bodies behind closed […]

Feet on the ground. Head in the sky

I like turbulence. When you’re a passenger on a plane your fate is decided. There’s nothing you can do to change the outcome of the flight. It’s one of the few times in life when that’s the case. I guess I’ve always thought of flying as a break from worrying. For some, flying has the […]

Oh Kaptain, My Kaptain

There has been a lot said about Colin Kaepernick. I will admit, when I first saw the headline I made an audible sound of disgust and told my little sister he already had spent plenty of time on the 49ers bench. We were lying in bed and I was just about to go to sleep. […]

All for one and one for all

When I was little I was told to dial 911 if I was in trouble. If I did, the good guys would come and save me. Cops were the ones who could rescue me. Even from myself! They were to remind me should I not know my rights. To serve and protect.  I often don’t […]