Lauren Girod
Bio
Undergraduate at the University of Georgia in English Creative Writing, 2024 | Sigma Tau Delta International Honors Society Member
Lover of fantasy and poet by choice - also a cynic and comedian.
Stories (12/0)
The Most Dangerous Game
“What’s a woman like you doing in a place like this?” Cid glanced up from her passion fruit flavored drink, a bubblegum pink umbrella hanging on the sugar salted rim. The man across from her had a shaggy beard with a curled up mustache — vastly different from the shine that radiated from his bald head.
By Lauren Girodabout a year ago in Fiction
Wishing Ribbon
Grandpappy Mason never did like technology, and the day the package came by drone — it nearly sent him ass over teakettle. You’d think a man like him growing up in the middle of nowhere Appalachia would be used to seeing all sorts of strange birds and creatures, but the second he spotted it, he leapt from his rocker and started swinging at it with his cane like it was a hornet’s nest after him. Even Gamgam thought he was crazy, and she had a little flip phone to call me when I had to take her to Walmart and their doctors’ appointments.
By Lauren Girodabout a year ago in Fiction
Blackest Day
November 25th, 2022 marked my seventh Black Friday as a retail worker, specifically in the electronics department. You would think after so many years you would just know what do to. How to handle the swarm of people coming into a store with wild eyes ready to drop absurd amounts of money. The rush of transactions right before your very eyes. The call-outs of coworkers, and the hope that the ones beside you can hold on.
By Lauren Girodabout a year ago in Journal
Being Your Number One Fan
I’ve been on the internet for several years — when my parents allowed me to play more than just the original Rollercoaster Tycoon with its pixelated NPCs wandering around the map before I flung them to their dooms, I was given the liberal useage to browse the endless slew of websites and social media outlets. I was a child unhinged and ready to strike my way into the world as the next digitized form of sliced bread— however that manifested itself, no matter how it did so. I was also (slightly) disillusioned with the notion of popularity and gaining a cult following.
By Lauren Girodabout a year ago in Journal
The Poison of Maule’s Well and the Garden of Pyncheon: An Analytical Take
Sown are the seeds of decay to the Pyncheon line within Nathaniel Hawthorne’s The House of the Seven Gables, and the decay of the house settled upon the land of the wizard who once lived there. After the execution of Matthew Maule and the inevitable misfortune of the lineage following General Pyncheon, it is not unreasonable to conclude that Maule established the rot that would seep into the very soil of the lands of the Pyncheon family home for generations, altering the minds of the inhabitants and cursing them for their sins and transgressions of their forefathers. With Phoebe Pyncheon’s arrival and Holgrave’s tending to the house despite his Maule heritage, there is an undeniable truth that there is the chance and opportunity for a cure within the soil - breathing in new life to the house and its inhabitants from a newer perspective not bound to the sins of the father as so experienced by Hepzibah and Clifford Pyncheon. Nathaniel Hawthorne utilizes the return of life and activity within the house’s garden to mimic that of the progression the characters make to dispose of their own generational curse while adversely, the material attachment is what keeps them bound and held back from growing as a result of their ancestors’ ill deeds.
By Lauren Girodabout a year ago in Education
