I'm a creative copywriter by day and a fiction/non-fiction writer by night.
I'm going to be real and transparent with you because no one was ever transparent with me in college. And it would have helped A LOT.
By Maddie M.3 years ago in Confessions
Ahh, Oshkosh, Wisconsin. One hour north of Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Three hours north of Chicago. Creator of Oshkosh B'Gosh, which made little kids look like they were train conductors. Area code 920, city of lakes and rivers.
By Maddie M.3 years ago in Feast
It's 2021. You're recovering financially from a worldwide pandemic. You need some work, like, yesterday. You've heard of Upwork, and you have the time and energy to take on a little extra work. But the question is: how does Upwork even work?
By Maddie M.3 years ago in Lifehack
At this time last year, I called my therapist on Zoom. I was supposed to tell her about the reason why my relationship was having problems, and why I was such a psychopath when I was in them.
By Maddie M.3 years ago in Psyche
I had a lot of clothes. People who I would convince to help with my yearly move from the college dorms to wherever I'd stay next would always have something to say about it.
By Maddie M.3 years ago in Styled
From the moment I got a boyfriend in college (late bloomer, I know) I started analyzing my significant others by their zodiac sign.
So, you've discovered the world of Canva. Let me try that again. You've discovered the world of C-A-N-V-A. (Credit: Nickelodeon)
I was 27, stupid, and lonely. I had undiagnosed borderline personality disorder. I would lay on my living room floor and cry like a baby over the tiniest reasons.
By Maddie M.3 years ago in Petlife
"I don't want to set the world on fire. I just want to start a flame in your heart." Those are the lyrics that captured my attention when I was the ripe age of 17. I probably have broken records as a gamer girl, and the amount of hours that I logged on Fallout 3 were no different. Back then, I was a girl with braces who couldn't get what or who she wanted.
By Maddie M.3 years ago in Gamers
Dear Grandma Jean, I'm writing this letter because I'm entering an online writing contest. I'm sure you're going to read it before I even get the chance to show you it myself.
By Maddie M.3 years ago in Families
Her curly hair defied gravity as she slowly snaked around the slick, metal pole. Without a sound, her top popped off and revealed two, perky, small boobs.
By Maddie M.3 years ago in Filthy
My boyfriend and I were rushing down a crowded highway on December 25. Christmas Day. And company was going to arrive in 30 minutes.
By Maddie M.3 years ago in Humans