Irina Patterson
Bio
M.D by education -- entertainer by trade. I try to entertain when I talk about anything serious. Consider subscribing to my stuff, I promise never to bore you.
Achievements (1)
Stories (93/0)
One Last Tango With My Lover, Our Final Dance
I was already enthralled with tango dancing before we met. I might have been a reincarnation of Helen Gavito, who, with her husband and partner Carlos, at some point defined tango in Buenos Aires, that's how much I was into tango when Norman came along.
By Irina Patterson3 years ago in Fiction
Small Joys Of Life That Make You Feel Alive (Elena’s story)
The day my mom brought me home from the hospital, my sister Galina fed me a full teaspoon of sugar which almost killed me. She was two years old. What did she know? It would be another twenty-three years until she graduated from medical school and became a pediatrician.
By Irina Patterson3 years ago in Fiction
I'm a Girl Shark and this is My Love Story
I knew he watched me from afar. I could feel his eyes following me everywhere I went, but I didn't mind. My fins attracted him, I think. My dorsal - like a large white sail - on the top of my back, and my two huge, shiny pectoral fins. The ocean never felt so big, or so beautiful as when I was underwater, gliding from one reef to another.
By Irina Patterson3 years ago in Fiction
Tinder Love Happiness: What is it all about?
I had coffee while scrolling through Tinder on my phone. After reading profiles and swiping right for thirty minute — there was only one match that caught my attention. His name was Zack. He had a pretty cute swag, with his messy hair and confident eyes staring at me from the picture.
By Irina Patterson3 years ago in Fiction
Brookhaven Diner - A Story About How Love Heals
I was never a guy who got sappy and sentimental, which is why when my oncologist gave me the news that the bone marrow results were back (two months after my last infusion of chemo) and there were zero viable blood stem cells in my body, I just stared ahead blankly and counted the time I had left in single digits.
By Irina Patterson3 years ago in Fiction
Once a Tormented Girl in Russia — Now and Forever a Graceful Ballerina in America . Third Place in Social Shock Challenge.
“Hey you, a giraffe,” a pack of adolescent boys confronts me. They cackle as if demented. I am scared. I hate boys. Russia. 1973. I am thirteen, just arrived at a summer camp. I don’t know anyone. The wooden dorms between tall pine trees. Far away from Mom. I’m alone. I want to be back home or die.
By Irina Patterson3 years ago in Confessions
Irina Patterson: Handmade Happiness is My Way of Life
Could you start with your background? I grew up in a city called Izhevsk, located 700 miles east of Moscow, in the 70's. I am a med school grad, and worked as an emergency physician in Russia. I have always been a crafter, always with a pair of sharp scissors.
By Irina Patterson3 years ago in Styled