It’s a pleasure to meet you! — Brief Introduction Hi! My name is Robin Christine Honigsberg, and I’ve been writing seriously on Medium for about a year. I’m less than a month shy of my 46th birthday in July, single and never married, and I write a lot about living with mental illnesses, among a variety of…

Issue #4 — Welcome to a new week of recommended reading! Because this is my article, once again I’m going to list my work first! I’m determined to ensure Medium knows who the f*ck I am! This was one of my more tame (and short) short stories compared to my usual dark, multiple-installment…

The platform has changed tremendously since I first began writing here two years ago — Oh, Medium. Oh, Medium, wherefore art thou Medium? UPDATE: I just now received a message from someone on Medium, asking me to read their work, and when I called them out on not reading my work (same comment that has nothing to do with my piece each time, etc…), he…

A poem — You said I’d never understand how much you love me, then took your love away. You didn’t care about my pain or suffering, wanting nothing to do with me, not caring every day I die a little more inside. Without your love, I’m like a flower wilting from a lack of…

Sometimes, people just don’t get along — Elizabeth Rogers blew on her drink before taking a sip. She then checked her men’s silver Guess watch and noted Eileen was almost a half hour late for their scheduled conflict-resolution meeting. Two team members were having difficulty communicating and there had already been several misunderstandings between the two women…

Issue #3 — I apologize for publishing my list of 10 pieces I recommend reading a day late. Depression was the culprit. And yes, I’m still catching up on my reading and commenting! Apologies! This week turned out to be mainly doubles, which I know isn’t exactly fair but a) it’s my list…

September 11 — September 17, 2023 — Dear Readers, I hope you enjoyed the articles, poetry and fiction in last week’s edition. Maybe you even began to follow other writers. Perhaps you networked to increase promotion of yourself and your writing. Or you might have ignored the list completely (which in no way offends me.) Here’s my…

Revenge at the Spring Equinox — It had been three months since her boyfriend, James, was killed by his witch of a sister. Literally. Cassie Simmons was a powerful witch with active powers and killed James, because he had turned evil. He was resentful their parents, killed in a drunk driving accident at the hands of…

It’s time I forgot you like you did me, move on with my life, and start new someplace far away from the bad memories — Siblings in blood only, after kicking me out of your life three years ago. I dealt with the pain and thought I was over you but a call when our mother broke her hip brought all the painful memories back. A second call took place, a third party on the line…