Nonfiction essays and prose.
Wednesday, September 18th, 2013
For many, the start of fall means one thing: pumpkin season! Across the country, cafés are rolling out pumpkin coffees, pumpkin pastries, and even pumpkin candles. Unfortunately for some, though, love for pumpkin can become a full blown addiction. Below, Beth Tipton reveals her harrowing journey as a pumpkin addict. We were estranged for
Monday, August 26th, 2013
For the past 16 months, The Gabbler’s Jessica Pierce has been living in Bermuda, best known for its pink-sand beaches and treacherous Triangle. On Wednesday, August 28th, she will be boarding her last Newark bound flight from...
Monday, August 19th, 2013
Miley Cyrus’s music video for “We Can’t Stop” has been making headlines for showing the new, sexy, edgy side of the star. One 25- year-old, Jane Burton, had the misfortune of attending the party that inspired the...
Friday, August 2nd, 2013
The following journal entry is an excerpt from Laurie Penny’s forthcoming memoir, Confessions of a Manic Pixie Dream Girl. Penny recently divulged her status as an MPDG in an article for The New Statesmen. Since then, she’s...
Monday, July 15th, 2013
In early January 2013, a homeless woman Suzanne Jensen was caught wandering around the supposedly impenetrable MacDill Air Force Base. Former Airman Thomas Johnson, a young Air Force recruit, was living and working on the base during...
Monday, May 13th, 2013
The following personal essay was sent anonymously to The Gabbler this past Friday. In the submission email the author, self-described as “a young, heartbroken female,” explained her many attempts to publish this piece on Thought Catalog by...
Monday, May 6th, 2013
Over two years ago, The Gabbler’s Jessica Pierce was forced to give up drinking after her sixth hangover-induced seizure. Since then she has often had the pleasure of being the only sober person at the party. What...
Friday, April 26th, 2013
While we at The Gabbler are almost always happy to use humor to hide our true feelings of sadness and insecurity, sometimes even we are unable to laugh when something so tragic occurs. The following is a...