You start knowing nothing but that you love the medium, usually when you are younger, and as you grow older you become more and more concerned about the "right" way to do it.
Summer arrives
Summer has arrived in southwest Virginia. We've got your oppressive heat, 100% humidity, mosquito bath, screaming bugs. We've got your green leaves and slow-ripening fruit and blueberry-stealing birds. The elderflowers are simply to die for. Welcome to the jungle, darling. This time of year is always a mixed bag for me. On the one hand,... Continue Reading →
The Darkest Time of Year and Goals for 2025
It's 2025, and I'm in my annual social media detox, which, combined with the ever-present darkness, has left me with a lot of time for thoughts. Yes, I did this on purpose, being desirous of having thoughts, getting back to writing those thoughts in a blog form, and also making words on the page. Also,... Continue Reading →
Baby brain and meanderings
I downloaded this chapbook from Brain Jar Press called From Baby Brain to Writer Brain. It's the reflections of one author on how to come back to a creative life post-matrescence. Matrescence is a cool word I learned thanks to NPR that describes pretty accurately what having a baby feels like. There was me before,... Continue Reading →
The last leg
At the beginning of October we moved into our final apartment (well, my final apartment) in Seattle! It's a basement apartment in a nice, residential neighborhood where the backyard is full of goats and chickens. I feel almost like I'm back in Virginia. The S.O. has decided to extend his contract here for a time,... Continue Reading →
Life updates, adventures
I've been a little behind with things recently as I was dealing with a huge dayjob deadline at the beginning of May. It meant that I couldn't work on writing for about two weeks, at all, and things got a little hectic. So I'm playing catch-up for the next couple of weeks, and then I'm... Continue Reading →
Doubt, desires, futures
This week, I've been reminding myself that you can look back, but you can't go back. I'm a self-published author, and when I started this gig I had no idea what I was doing. It is possible that I still don't. Periodically, I will remember this. Writing could, easily, be a full-time gig. There are... Continue Reading →
A time for edits
To everything there is a season. A time for brainstorming, and a time for reading books. A time for scribbling in notebooks, and a time for typing. A time for writing, and a time for edits. It is my time for edits. You know that I have finished the DoM draft, and that I have... Continue Reading →
“Dark Warm Heart”: my grief over womanhood
This is not a light-hearted meditation. This is about a lot of things, congealing as they sometimes do for me, because of story. This is not the first time such things have solidified in this way, just the most recent. This is about my grief. It is an old grief. It comes from the child who... Continue Reading →
Updates from the homefront
Life has been pretty crazy lately. I think I did an update not too long ago talking about how my S.O. and I had gotten engaged in April. Then there were several trainwrecks that happened - his grandmother passed away, for one, and I had some drama with my folks over the engagement. Normal life... Continue Reading →
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