Megan Irwin Harlan
Bio
Writer, reader, artist, cook, singer, dancer, friend, wife, daughter, sister, aunt, mother of two, music fiend, TV junkie, movie lover, life-long learner, and unabashedly high-vibe.
Stories (7/0)
Meditations on Washing Dishes
Washing dishes is my flow state. Each time, I follow the same routine. I throw a dish towel over my shoulder, put on my headphones, and listen to music or an audiobook, and as soon as I start to scrub down my vintage Corelle bowls, the ones my parents received as a wedding present, and plates, so like the ones my grandmother owned, my mind starts wandering through fields of words.
By Megan Irwin Harlan3 years ago in Families
To Feel Him Loving Me
They modified the brains of the murderers first. That was the basis of the whole idea. If they could rewire people’s brains to feel the emotions of those around them as strongly as they felt their own, if they could feel the terror of their victims, could feel their pain as they hurt them, maybe they would stop.
By Megan Irwin Harlan3 years ago in Fiction
Beauty is a Way of Seeing
My mother is not vain. She has never considered herself to be beautiful. In her mind, cute, fun, and friendly have always seemed more appropriate descriptions than gorgeous, alluring, or mysterious. She believes, as my grandmother so often said, that “beauty is only skin deep” and my mother is not interested in appearances, in shallowness, in anything that is merely skin deep.
By Megan Irwin Harlan3 years ago in Families
