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
“When Jem an’ I fuss Atticus doesn’t ever just listen to Jem’s side of it, he hears mine, too.” – Scout, from Harper Lee’s To Kill A Mockingbird My most recent reading of To Kill a Mockingbird was my first reading as a parent – at least as a parent with children old enough to … Continue reading Atticus Finch is my parenting role model
I apologize for writing about writing again, but I’m having a moment. A moment of feeling crushed by Friday folders filled with requests – money for the art fundraiser, canned goods for the food drive, volunteer hours for the PTO, donations for the fall festival – and workload stresses for my professor husband, and soccer … Continue reading Got grit?
On January 20 of this year, I wrote in my diary, I feel myself moving into an information consumption phase. Whenever I move into this consumption phase after a satisfying productive phase, it is an unnerving transition. “But I should be writing, not reading about writing,” I say to myself. “If I want to write, … Continue reading What I’m reading
After a late summer dinner I rested my arms on the table and looked at our 9 year old son. It was 9 pm, he still wore last night’s pajamas, and I realized he hadn’t showered in two or three days. I sighed. My husband and I were tired and wanted the kids in bed … Continue reading Because our son thinks it would be cool
Instead of staring into a cold glow of pixelated light this morning, I kept the computer shuttered away in its desk and sat by the window, where blackness transitioned to grey, and grey blushed warm and pink as dawn approached. I turned on a lamp, pulled Natalie Goldberg’s Writing Down the Bones from the shelf, … Continue reading Stitching Sentences