Sean McCarthy

Freelance Writer | Copywriter

Life

LifeSatire

And got a little cupping action from my massage therapist. I woke up one morning with what felt like a dozen Charley horses in my leg. I’m not sure who the fuck Charley is, or why their horses were in Read more…

HumorLife

Ode to the chub. My mother was a small woman and I was a nine-pound, ten-ounce vaginal birth baby. It’s fine, you can say it. I was a fat kid. A pan full of dinner rolls had nothing on me Read more…

LifeSatire

I’m as surprised as you are. I stumbled upon a piece about how influencers weren’t reading people’s stories, so the collective “we” should stop reading theirs. It wasn’t the actual article that got my attention. It was a comment posted Read more…

Life

There are so many non-believers in what we’re capable of. When I was fresh out of high school, I was having a discussion with my brother-in-law about my career. He worked a 7–3:30 job at the time making a pretty standard Read more…

Life

Sure you can do it all, but you shouldn’t. I have a habit of looking around and noticing things. As I sat in the restaurant, everything seemed to be where it belonged. Customers dining, getting up and making way for Read more…

About MeHumorLifeSatire

The consequences of our actions. The word consequence to me always seemed negative. Whenever I think about it, rarely do people say, “Think of the benefits of your actions.” It always seems to be more about being careful about what Read more…

Life

Just say the thing. I’ll start. GSW (tap, tap, tap, tap, tap) Gun shot wound (tap, tap, tap) That is all.

About MeHumorLifeMusic

I honestly have no idea how I was even allowed to become a musician. I was a seventies kid who liked to play in the dirt. When I was eight years old, I was at a pool with tons of Read more…

EconomicsLife

Even if spare change is a thing of the past. I’m pretty sure I have a jar of coins kicking around somewhere. I’m not sure if I know of anyone who doesn’t. The value of saving each day is often Read more…

About MeLife

More love than money. It’s been just a few years since my Mom passed. She squeezed my hand and looked into my eyes as I told her that it was going to be okay, and she took her last breath. Read more…