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Alice Brooks

Alice Brooks turned 33 in November and wonders when she'll feel like a grown up.

When Alice was little, her athletic and college-basketball-playing father sent her to sports camp every summer, which she hated. Instead of participating, she spent her time with the littlest campers — helping the counselors and telling stories. In elementary school, Alice didn't have many friends, so she spent her time with the littlest kids — helping the teachers and telling stories. Whether Alice became a teacher because she was meant to or whether she just got in the habit because she was unpopular and un-athletic isn't known. After graduating from college, Alice moved to San Francisco with Jake, the boyfriend she'd had since her sophomore year of high school. Over the next several years, they opened a joint bank account, got married, and moved to a fancy apartment. Alice taught a variety of grade levels, got a masters degree, and wondered why she wasn't happier. After ignoring the inevitable for several years, Alice and Jake finally admitted the demise of their 10 year marriage in the summer of 2006. Jake moved out that November.

A year and several months later, we find Alice here: wondering why the divorce process is so long and tedious; living with two cats she loves in a distressing, cat-lady way; teaching high school drama to hostile, inner-city teenagers; writing picture books that are rejected with lovely personal notes from publishing houses; contemplating a PhD; piling rolls of film into the freezer while swearing she'll get into the darkroom next week; and wondering why she can't keep a plant alive.

In addition, Alice is currently, unexpectedly, in a relationship — a real one, with feelings and everything. This means that she has endless fodder for worry and overanalysis: regular dating/relationship fodder + "I haven't really dated since I was 15 and I have no idea what I'm doing" fodder + all the scars and neuroses left from ending a 10 year marriage. The practical upshot of which is that she's filled two journals in the last two months and spends a silly amount of time in her colleague/close friend's classroom hyperventilating.

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Alice's New Years' Resolutions

Thursday, 03 January 2008 16:00
Alice's resolutions, made within the context of what she's learned over the course of ending a marriage, moving on, and figuring out how to be happy:I resolve to remember that, regardless of how terrible things seem, it is not only possible,&

Alice's Adventures In Moving

Friday, 28 December 2007 14:00
Ladies and gentlemen, set your minds at ease: Alice found an apartment. Alice is moving. Alice is so delighted with this that she is speaking of herself in the third person.  There was a manic week in which I stalled a broker, pled my case to a…

Reflecting On The Last Year

Wednesday, 09 January 2008 12:00
I wish I had known, a year ago, how well this would all turn out, so I could have offered myself a little comfort.For a while there, it was tough. It was lonely and sad and miserable all around. Weekday mornings, for months, I could barely drag…

Alice Meets The Parents

Friday, 11 January 2008 12:00
I met Jake's parents when I was 15. Jake took me to his house. His dad was home. I was nervous. His dad was naked.Let me repeat that in case anyone missed it: the first time I met a boyfriend's parent, said parent was unclothed.One of the &

Dishing About The New Boyfriend

Monday, 14 January 2008 10:00
Since splitting up with my husband, my dad has been waiting for me to seriously date. He desperately wants to know if I am, but at the same time, he doesn't want any details. He's also not sure how to ask or what to say — after all, the last…

Alice And The B-Word

Wednesday, 16 January 2008 10:00
After splitting up with my husband, I vowed it would be a good long while before I had any kind of real relationship again. I've been very firm about "no feelings, no relationship, no, no, no."This thing with Long Distance Boy has thrown me&

Alice's Adventures In Internet Dating

Thursday, 24 January 2008 17:00
This topic seems to be popping up round these parts lately — which, of course, makes me want to chime in. When I decided to start dating again — at least, when I decided to start thinking about it — I turned to the internet, finding I …

Alice's Adventures In Internet Dating

Thursday, 24 January 2008 17:00
There's this one website I started poking around on long before Jake and I split up. It's a site filled with those silly little personality quizzes — you know, what kind of fruit are you, which Johnny Depp character are you, how will you die…

Alice's Adventures in Internet Dating

Thursday, 24 January 2008 17:00
Once I decided to fill out my online profile and put up a picture, I started getting mail. Lots of mail. I don't know what it's like on other dating sites, but on this one, women get far more messages than men do. If you're not missing part of your…

Alice's Adventures In Internet Dating

Thursday, 24 January 2008 17:00
Early in the internet experiment, I opened my mailbox to find this message lurking within:"Don't worry I don't want to date I just want to f%&#. Let mr know what you think."Content aside, is it really so wrong to insist that &
Jake bought a humidor once, on a whim. It was very expensive and he stopped using it after a month.After Jake moved out, I had to pack his things and ship them off to his company's warehouse in Oakland. At the time, I was angry. Really, really…

Afraid, But Learning To Trust

Monday, 28 January 2008 17:00
I've managed to go an awfully long time without spiraling into panic over this boyfriend business. But the thing that still lingers — although no longer a panic, more of a lurking and gnawing worry — is that whole…

Alice’s Adventures in Moving

Friday, 01 February 2008 18:00
The week before I moved, I sent Jake an email to give him my new address. He sent a note back saying, "I know this must be so hard for you."  What's weird — it isn't. This apartment we had together — it's beautiful. I'll miss the…

It's Official... Facebook Said So

Wednesday, 06 February 2008 17:00
Facebook: I had sworn never to succumb, but was talked into it and now spend far too much time there, justifying with, "At least it's not MySpace."These days, it's not true unless it's on the internet, and that goes, apparently, for&

Alice's Adventures In Commitment

Saturday, 09 February 2008 14:00
You'd think it would be handy to have a superpower. You'd be wrong. I have a superpower. It is powerful. It is constant. It is the bane of my existence.Can I fly? No. Can I become invisible? No. Can I shoot laser beams out of my eyes? No.&

Alice’s Adventures in Commitment

Friday, 15 February 2008 11:00
I met Jeff off the dating Website. He was nice. Tall. Shy, but interesting enough. Assured me he wasn't ready for a relationship either and that casual was dandy by him.After our second date, he took down his "single" status from the website&

Alice’s Adventures In Commitment

Friday, 15 February 2008 11:00
The boys that don't seem affected by my impressive commitment superpower are the crying boys, and they're frankly just as bad. Pirate Boy, for instance. (I met him at a costume party). The first and only time we had sex, he rolled off me in the…

Borrowing Trouble

Thursday, 21 February 2008 15:00
Sometimes, a very rare sometimes, I allow myself fantasies that are both foolish and hopeful — happily-ever-after kinds of things. Rarely, rarely, because it's not safe. That kind of thing involves letting too much guard down.It occurs to me…

The Struggle Of Being Alone

Saturday, 23 February 2008 14:00
Tonight is hard.Everything is wrong this week. Students have been difficult. I'm fighting with Jake over e-mail. I'm overthinking things with The Boy like I haven't in a while. I haven't slept. I feel empty and exhausted and alone and utterly&

Alice’s Thoughts on Remarrying

Thursday, 06 March 2008 19:00
Some of my friends have added this "Compare People" application on Facebook. I have no idea how it works, but the end-all of it is a list of "mosts": Most Fun. Prettiest. It's like a high school yearbook. Which doesn't stop me from feeling a little…
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