Recently I realized that I have a problem, I admitted it, and I’ve been working to change. Hi, my name is James, and I’m a late-oholic. I’m working on it for two reasons. First, being on time is something you learn in Adulting 101. Also first, I got married, and punctuality is very important to … Continue reading on-timer in progress
Author: jfigy
I'm a writer, vegetarian, musician, francophile, and student at UIndy. I have a beautiful GF/editor, a big family, two rabbits, and a devil cat.
- Nearly one year of rapid-fire planning, scrounging, pulling together every little bit like building sandcastles, and when we moved to the next tower, the tide took away the last. Torture, some might call it. Just chaos, I'd reply. But that'd be forgetting. Because just for a moment as she walked down the aisle, the … Continue reading June 6, 2015
- I’ve started listing things—restaurants, breweries, events. They’re places I’ve been itching to try for some time. They’re places I’ve been to countless times. With the impending Minnesota move fast approaching, I want to drink it all in, savor Indianapolis. Here is a list, in no conscious order, of places I want to try: St. … Continue reading Loose ends in Indy
Stephanie woke me around 1 a.m. on Memorial Day, complaining about her knee. The pain, she insisted, kept shooting up and down her leg, but centered in her swollen knee. Groggy, I thought she was being a baby, but after watching the incessant pain rake over her face, contort her body, I knew it was real. Thirty minutes later, we … Continue reading Why this? Why now? Why her?
Dear Class of 2015, You’ve graduated, I see—literally, since the photos are everywhere. So I wanted to say, “Congratulations! Way to go!” You’ve just marked a major milestone, one you’ll not regret even when the student loan bills begin to arrive. Believe me, I know. After all, I graduated once, too, all the way in … Continue reading Letter to my new #uindygrad friends
The snow, a tall patch, unplowed, stood straight ahead on the highway. No time to brake. Two hours east of Boise, it was too late, and I was too tired to think. I pushed in the clutch, held the wheel straight, let the van hit. It all started to spin, and soon van’s rear end … Continue reading The Great Vanagon Adventure, pt. I
Note: This article appeared in the April 26, 2015 issue of The Reporter-Times and has been republished with permission. By James Figy | Correspondent MOORESVILLE — After 60 showings, Chris and Jenny Nugent finally found a buyer for their former dream home. It comes with 2.5 acres on the outskirts of Mooresville, just inside the Monrovia … Continue reading Meth lab house still haunts family
I have some big news to share. At least, it’s big to me. It seems that every year the news gets bigger, and life gets harder yet better as I get older. Faster than you or I or anyone can keep up with, life moves on. And it doesn’t stop. Thinking back a mere five … Continue reading My Lebron James-style announcement
Or, how my octogenarian grandfather taught me something thousands of tuition dollars didn't So I’ve been moping around, trying to write this and that, and complaining about having no time. I am a busy guy. Hand on the Bible. I’m working two jobs, planning a wedding, trying to be a good fiancé, sibling, friend, literary … Continue reading Shut up and write
A bespectacled retrospective Oh God, I thought, sitting on eye doctor’s the rolling chair, I’m more blind than I thought. The soft voiced assistant, a portly older man, had given me one task: Stare at the green light with my right eye. But I couldn’t even find it, so I moved my head around the … Continue reading One week with glasses
James Figy 