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Empathetic Diva. Sexy, sassy. Believer — in parallel universes. Trolling myself for decades. Badassiest. Personal essayist. Inquiries: aimee@gramblin.com
In this photo, I was 17. I felt like the baddest (in that 90s cool way) introvert at school. As I grow into middle age, I seek to retrieve some of the sass and blend it with the wisdom from living. Then, I write.

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This essay was originally titled “I Am a Nature Witch.” As readers don’t tend to leap into “I” stories, I’m trying to drop the over usage of “I” in titles. I won’t lie — it’s hard. This is me, in all my quirky, unpolished, new to blogging witchy nature glory. *FREE LINK*

This had a super terrible title. I just changed it. Maybe it’ll get more hits. My heart’s in the right place and there are some snazzy photos. *FREE LINK*

Still trying to gain my footing and focusing more inward…


Beautiful woman is immersed in water on her back in seaweed. She is face up, eyes closed. Beautiful makeup, elbows bent, hands resting on the top of her head. Magic, beauty, fantasy aesthetic. Captivating.
Beautiful woman is immersed in water on her back in seaweed. She is face up, eyes closed. Beautiful makeup, elbows bent, hands resting on the top of her head. Magic, beauty, fantasy aesthetic. Captivating.
Photo by Alice Alinari on Unsplash

Imagine that we are sitting in a classroom on a crisp autumn day. There are twelve of us sitting at desks that are arranged in a circle. There’s natural light pouring in through large glass windows.

You’ve come to learn how to craft creative nonfiction and personal essays. I sit with you, as one of you. We are all on this journey of life, and every single one of us has the wisdom to contribute to the discussion.

If you don’t already know, I give you my credentials: storyteller for as long as I can remember. I hold a Bachelor’s…


About Me — Aimée Gramblin Badass mama jama, storyteller, mental health advocate, and more | About Me Stories | Medium
About Me — Aimée Gramblin Badass mama jama, storyteller, mental health advocate, and more | About Me Stories | Medium
Photo of Aimée Gramblin at her 40th Birthday Party taken by David Gramblin.

Hi, My name is Aimée Gramblin. I’m a veteran wife (18 years and counting), badass mama jama of two kids (a teen and a tween), a writer, a nature enthusiast, and a curious soul. I’m a first generation Oklahoman, in the United States. I’ve almost moved out of state three times, but got cold feet each time. We almost moved to Atlanta, Georgia; Memphis, Tennessee, and Swansea, Wales — all for school related opportunities. We ended up moving from Norman, Oklahoma to Tulsa, Oklahoma, where we’ve lived for almost fifteen years now. It’s green, slightly hilly, a bit more progressive…


Elderly man wearing black suit and red tie with glasses. He smiles at the camera while holding both thumbs up.
Elderly man wearing black suit and red tie with glasses. He smiles at the camera while holding both thumbs up.
Photo by Andrea Piacquadio from Pexels

Eighteen months into the Covid-19 pandemic, we find ourselves in a conundrum. When will this thing let up? What will ever feel like normal again? When will we be able to drop the masks and sneeze in each other’s proximity again?

I don’t know.

I do know music makes life better. After school pickup today, we had the good fortune of being behind this car at a stoplight. Agreed — Life is better with music.


Screenshot of Linda Cardelinni as Judy and Christina Applegate as Jen in Netflix series Dead to Me.
Screenshot of Linda Cardelinni as Judy and Christina Applegate as Jen in Netflix series Dead to Me.
Screenshot of Dead to Me, starring Christina Applegate (right) and Linda Cardellini (left).

Do you find yourself fascinated by the possibilities of what happens after death? Many of us do. We can let our imaginations run wild, but the truth is none of us know for sure until we’re actually dead. The following series produced captivating tales about death.

There are way more than 5 shows about death —these are the standouts worth watching. Strong direction, sharp writing, detailed set design, and stellar ensemble casts make each of the following series extremely binge-worthy.

Six Feet Under — Drama + Macabre Comedy


Blurred image of a woman with her hands placed against a window. Spooky, creepy, trapped feeling.
Blurred image of a woman with her hands placed against a window. Spooky, creepy, trapped feeling.
Photo by Priscilla Du Preez on Unsplash

Sela doused the grimy kitchen counter with homemade cleaner — vinegar, fresh lemons, and baking soda diluted in water. She scrubbed intently, scouring away the smatterings of butter, grease, eggs, chopped onions, and who knew what else.

She moved from the kitchen to the front door, closing it against the cool autumn breeze and subdued sunshine. She would not be subdued again. The door locked and bolted, Sela glanced at her clock radio but decided against playing music. What if he was like one of the “guests” on Sally Jessie Raphael and had plans to capture and torture her? …


Woman sticking out her tongue with a silly expression on her face. Vest says “bananas” and “brains”.
Woman sticking out her tongue with a silly expression on her face. Vest says “bananas” and “brains”.
Photo by SHVETS production from Pexels

I used to write a cooking column in the now-defunct The Innovation publication. It was for people who like to eat but hate to cook. I’m pretty sure said column didn’t go over well with my spouse, who does the bulk of the cooking around here. But, the thing is, since The Innovation was shut down and I ceased writing my column, I cooked even less, which probably put me into negative time in the cooking realm. Whoops.

Enter Corrie Alexander with her simple recipes, realistic attitude, and sprinkle of humor when it comes to health and fitness articles. It’s…


Musical Selection: “American Idiot” by Green Day

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“Ceci, you have your mask?”

“Yes, mom, I always do.” I glance back and see my 10-year-old daughter’s wavy blonde hair with blue tips and her gray mask wound around her wrist like usual. It’s the second Monday of the 2021 school year and there’s a lot for her to remember. “Do you have a new N95 insert in your mask, too?” She tells me she does. I don’t comment, but I wonder if what I ordered is really an N95 insert or one of the knockoffs that claim to be one. She has enough to worry about.

“I know…

Aimée Gramblin

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