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 recipe for me
Even though the world demands love to be public and showy, I know that true love runs much deeper and quieter.
Commencement 2020
Hannah was near the end of her kindergarten year when she joined our forever family. She was overly sweet and an expert at using the nurse pass. Hannah is a survivor… Read more Commencement 2020 →
reading memoir to write memoir: a photoessay
I’ve committed to reading 10 memoirs this summer. Although I’m naturally an avid (and eclectic) reader, I don’t tend to blog much about my reading life. However, as I’ve considered… Read more reading memoir to write memoir: a photoessay →
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 →
gentle & kind green
The challenge is to go out for a walk and take 10 pictures, then select one to inspire writing. The catch is you don’t write about the subject, you write… Read more gentle & kind green →
childhood encounter with weather (no. 2)
At the frog pond, circa 1985. “Go get the stink blown off of you,” Mom said, and Jeff, my younger brother, and I high-tailed it out the backdoor. We jumped… Read more childhood encounter with weather (no. 2) →