Rudy Martinez

What the f...

Rudy Martinez in Iceland

Rudy Martinez

What the f...

Honestly

I have no idea what I'm doing

I'm just making it up

as I go.

Latest Posts

Me & Jen

Jen, not Jenny (never Jenny)

MEET CUTE INTERIOR – MORNING – HIGH SCHOOL GYMNASIUM Girls are lined up alphabetically along the numbered west wall. Boys are lined up alphabetically along the numbered south wall. CAST [...]
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The Bad – Part II

This one comes with a trigger warning. I talk about sexual molestation. Funny thing about that (strange funny, not haha funny) is that it took me decades to acknowledge it [...]
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The Bad – Part I

I want to tell you about my cousins Jesse and Joey and why they’re both dead now and how my dad saved me from ending up like them.
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Li'l Rudy at Nana's

I Was Five

Originally posted on my substack. Sign up below. When we left Augusta I don’t remember the street where we moved to next. I do remember a park across the street [...]
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Adorable me in a tub with a toy.

I Was Born

The story of me This post originally appeared on my substack page. Feel free to subscribe. Or don’t. I’ll still love you either way. I was born. Of that I [...]
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Pigeons of Paris

Love and Grief I was walking Dexter, my fluffy dog who is already far more Parisienne than my wife and I combined, when I came upon a pair of pigeons. [...]
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Every Brilliant Thing

And a note to my wife on a train ride from Spain to Paris I told her she should watch this thing with me. I tried to describe it… it’s [...]
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It Took Three Women to Fix One Man’s Mistake

By now most of you who know me know that I can be a bit of a dumbass during most waking hours. Signing our lease illustrated that point with stark [...]
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Come Monday

Last time we spoke I told you that we received word on the first apartment we submitted our dossier to. We got the apartment, but since it was a Friday [...]
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Hammering In My Head

The other day I posted something I sort of regret. I say sort of because there is always noise in my head shouting me down and it’s embarrassing. But I [...]
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The Seine at night

What I Don’t Miss

The world is so Americanized it is difficult to miss things I always thought of as uniquely American. KFC, Burger King, McDonald’s are all walking distance from our apartment in [...]
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French Cat

It’s Duck(ing) Cold

I like winter in Paris. Whenever we walk, I shove my hands deep into my coat pockets and The Gorgeous Blonde slides her arm into mine and away we go. [...]
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