Fiction and essays from a musician turned social worker turned scribbler.
Pseudonymous musician-turned-social worker-turned-writer still trying to figure out semicolons. Writer sometimes, weirdo always.
Confessions, reflections, and semi-poetic droppings that will likely make you laugh when I intended to make you cry and vice versa.
For the past 8 years Iโve managed a drug and alcohol treatment center. Names and locations have been changedโฆ
my name is molly and I write fiction, essays, bad poetry, and maybe other things.