thoughts in the middle of a storm
The prompt at Sharing Our Stories has been tugging at me. In an act of obedience, I am taking the time to write a response. Everyone you meet, everyone you… Read more thoughts in the middle of a storm →
storms
I’ve been thinking a lot about the storms of life, and about the way storms are unavoidable. As long as we are breathing, we are surrounded by storms. They… Read more storms →
“I’ll plan on doing the dishes,” he says.
I’ve written a post each week for the last month. They are stacked in my queue. I think they’ll stay there. I opened a long-forgotten draft last night of a… Read more “I’ll plan on doing the dishes,” he says. →
write 2020
Dear me, It feels fitting to write a letter reflecting on living a write year. (Isn’t that punny?) I just read two blog posts about my OLW20: write. First, Hello… Read more write 2020 →
not the post i wanted
I’ve been writing a post for five days. This is not an exaggeration. I knew exactly what I wanted to write about—a response to the question, “What exactly do you… Read more not the post i wanted →
have a little fun: writers edition
When I was a kid, I loved unicorns. I collected unicorn figurines, even though it wasn’t the rage, and I would have given anything to have owned a unicorn shirt.… Read more have a little fun: writers edition →
a quest
In the summer weeks leading up to our wedding, Andy and I spent time with our parents. I remember wanting to be around them before things changed irrevocably. No longer… Read more a quest →
a new journey: memoir
It seems that memoir is captivating me. I keep wondering if it is a whim or if it is something that is taking root. A few weeks ago, I pulled… Read more a new journey: memoir →
the color of life
“Tell me your color of life, and I will tell you who you are. But that isn’t the point, not really. The point is for you to know who you… Read more the color of life →