I organized my to-read shelf in Goodreads this morning. I spent an hour and a half on it. I’m not even kidding. An hour and a half. I finished the book I was reading last night and I didn’t have another lined up, so I spent the morning searching for my next read. I browsed … Continue reading Ghost town
Last week, after I published on my blog for the first time in a while, a colleague reached out at work to tell me they were glad to see me writing again. It was unexpected — I thought the notification in my Slack would be something work-related. That simple message encouraged me to post again. … Continue reading Encourage someone
Seven months into our courtship, I dropped the the man who eventually became my husband at the southern terminus of the Appalachian Trail: Springer Mountain, Georgia. It was February 1. And according to townfolk along the trail, when he and his hiking partner made forays into towns for supplies, it was “the coldest/snowiest/worst winter we’ve … Continue reading March is a tease
I made a deliberate decision a few weeks ago to take a break from my blog. With limited time in the mornings, I wanted to focus my attention on Braiding Sweetgrass, a beautiful book that goes deep into the author’s relationship with the land. My intention was to use the time I wasn’t writing to … Continue reading Write; don’t browse.
I’ve got a lot to write today at work. I’m at the aquatic center now. My nose drips and my eyes burn after my first chlorinated swim in a couple weeks. I’ve got 15 minutes to kill before I pull through the pickup line to gather a car full of wet-haired girls and take them … Continue reading Warm-up
I’m sitting by the window in my plaid pajamas waiting for the day to begin. I smell coffee and grapefruit, and the sun through the glass is warm on my flannel-sleeved arm. I slept in today. I got out of bed at 6 o’clock to feed the cats, but then fell back into a deep … Continue reading Waiting for the day to begin