Articles By The Small Bow
We asked our readers to submit some things to put in their personal "God Box" – a place for resentments and painful memories that they admit hold them back. Here's an illustrated collage of the submissions we received.
For this round of Inverse Pitching, we asked our readers to submit memorable smells that reminded them of miserable times. "Whiffs of nostalgia," if you will. Seriously, when was the last time you thought about Stetson cologne? Enjoy these six entries.
We collected as many quiet confessions from some of our readers about what they believe was lost due to their alcoholism, drug misuse, or overall idiocy and selfishness. We didn't ask for full sentences, just a couple words. Here's what came up for them.
This Inverse Pitching is for all those who have lost control of their bodily functions and pissed their pants. It's okay. It (used to) happen.
Now that our heads are clear there is more space to do great things, but also very boring activities. Well, activities we used to consider boring, but that are now somehow fun. Here's a recent Inverse Pitching assignment where we asked readers to tell us how they live now through stream of consciousness. We are all the same, but all different.
Here's an Inverse Pitching assignment we posed to the group: Write your own prayer, profanity is allowed and encouraged. Non-believers are welcome, just let your minds be untrammeled. Off we go.
It's another round of Inverse Pitching. This week's authors wrote super-short insights about an unexpected, or surprising thing they've read that helped them in their recovery journey. Writers were encouraged not to use paragraphs from recovery memoirs, unless they were super original. We just didn't want six people quoting Amy Dresner.
*Trumpet blaring* It's true! Websites are kinda lame. The Small Bow exists in this space to promote the newsletter. Here's why you should sign up.
This week, writers wrote in and helped us complete this Inverse Pitching assignment from a couple weeks back: Name a celebrity overdose death or suicide that shook you the most. We paid them $50 for 50 words. Some went a little over 50 words. One person went under. We compiled them and Edith drew.