Abilene, Ventura, Lincoln, Santa Fe, Skokie, Cedar Rapids, Chicago, and Albuquerque are my homes.
Hello! Arthur Keith is my pen name. I dropped my last name for this purpose. I always wanted Keith to be my first name. I could have made it happen when I moved to a new city (Albuquerque) two years ago. No one knew me here. Would my life be any different if I had been Keith?
I’ve always loved writing and have been told that I’m pretty good at it. I guess I’ll let the audience decide on that. While I became a Medium Member…
Thank you so much for including me in the top 35 relationship stories. It's the best accolade I've received yet! -- Arthur Keith
Hallo Readers and Writers! I’m A Shayens Abran, person behind this Be Open publication. This time, Be Open wants to present the third curated stories which are picked from writers through…
How GPS has dumbed us down
I shouldn’t be surprised that no one seems to have a sense of direction except me. And I will accept my kudos.
It started when I was very young as a kid whose parents were divorced and lived hundreds of miles apart. There wasn’t a whole lot for a kid to do in the back seat of a car. There were books, but that made a lot of kids carsick. Toys? They can only occupy a bored kid for so long.
What does this have to do with directions? Read on…
The madness started…
This could happen to you. One day your relationship seems peaceful, and the next day the walls come tumbling down.
While washing dishes, he walked in the door from work. Not a kiss hello, not a word was spoken until, abruptly, he began going off on me about random things I can’t even remember now. My blood started to boil, and it doesn’t bleed easily.
I remember my reaction, though. I said something to the effect of, “I was in a perfect mood before you got home. What is wrong with you?”
Then comes our first physical altercation.
Can you find a soulmate anywhere you go?
There was a time when my ex-wife suggested there might be something wrong with me and that I should see a psychotherapist.
Boy, was that the pot calling the kettle black.
I mean, yeah, in the end, there was something wrong with me — her! She had often questioned my sexual orientation throughout the course of the marriage, and I always claimed to be straight. After all, we had two children together, and they were definitely ours. However, things aren’t always as they seem. …
What the Census reveals about systemic racism — a quick primer.
I’m too young in my writing career to write about writing yet. Nothing I’ve published has moved the needle much. I’ve certainly not done anything that has gone viral nor made more than a few bucks a month.
However, many times on Medium, it’s been said that a good place to start writing is that from which you already know about a certain subject. Honestly, I know a lot about a lot of different things. (Street smarts: not so much.) Geography was always the subject in which I was…
They’re not just for the gym anymore.
“I’m too sexy for my…” underwear?
I am getting really tired of the algorithms on social media.
Just because I ordered some fashionable (and sexy) underwear online doesn’t mean I need more every single day! Once the word is out on one social media outlet, you’re fucked on all of them.
I ordered a tent online. Now, everything that may be remotely associated with camping is coming my way. Hmmm…a camper in the woods with a slight dad bod wearing sexy underwear. If that’s what they think I am, I’ll take it.
Sex, Drugs, and….
Given my love and need for lists, you’d think this might be a listicle. (I never even heard of that word until I started writing on Medium.)
Each ADHD’er manifests symptoms differently. To one not familiar, you might picture a person who has maniacal tendencies. While there is that aspect with some who are afflicted, most do not come off looking and acting like hyperactive trainwrecks. It mostly has to do with focus and the lack thereof.
My main symptom is an overriding, internal panic attack. If everything is necessary, how do you prioritize? As the day…
I loved your story. I am doing some research on how some of the biggest cities in the country have contracted to the point where they're shells of their former selves. I was just wondering if, in your research, you found any "sundown towns" to be among our largest cities? Or is it just everywhere? Thank you!
So I kept digging. Arguably one of the most comprehensive books on the subject is James Loewen’s 2005 Sundown Towns: A Hidden Dimension of American Racism. He maintains a database of potential sundown towns to this day. Pomona isn’t on there, but Cherry Hi…
Hi Laurence, imagine my horror after not only reliving gym class from the 7th grade, but also that I was just about to hit the Publish button on a story called "jockstraps". However, yours is very good. Who knows how mine will "measure up"!
As challenging as that was, adjusting to my second-period gym class was more difficult. Calisthenics followed by a run twice around the school’s entire city block each morning was unpleas…
My life in the context of 20th-century history and pop culture — infused with a dose of fun (where appropriate!) More to come when I get my sea legs on here.