I feel a little nostalgic at this time of year when I glimpse signs of summer ending. Soundscapes change with tree frogs and buzzing crickets. Early dustings of dry, fallen leaves show up along the sides of my hiking and biking trails. I may have begun summer with an upbeat kind of energy, excited about... Continue Reading →
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Creative Breaks: A Summer in Photos
Though I wrote a lot this summer, I also needed time to reflect on that writing and to not even think about that writing. I'm sure many parts of life - creative and otherwise - are like that. It helps to take breaks. This summer, two of my best "break" activities were morning bike rides... Continue Reading →
On Memories and Acts of Care
"It’s the memories of care that strike me in a different, deeper place." - from "On Memories and Acts of Care" I'm pleased to share "On Memories and Acts of Care," which was awarded the 2025 Award of Merit (Best in Book) prize in The Polk Street Review 2025. Watch the Youtube reading below or keep... Continue Reading →
The Book Accident: On Absence, Presence, and Grief
"I’m tempted to call it a mystery the way a person can be gone and yet not be. Perhaps it’s one of those things a person makes peace with never fully figuring out." - "The Book Accident" I'm pleased to share my recent essay The Book Accident," which appeared in the Gals Guide Anthology: Female... Continue Reading →
On Baking Bread and Not Knowing What I’m Doing
Sometimes I don’t really know what I’m doing. It’s not always a bad thing. For instance, I’ve had a hankering to bake rye bread lately – real rye bread that smells like yeast and rises on the kitchen counter. I knew nothing about any of it, but I decided a few months ago that a... Continue Reading →
Intentional Places: On Where We Spend Time
I’ve begun volunteering at a local library. Up the steep stairs of an old Greek Revival-style house, artist studios share space with this small, independent lending library focused on women’s history. It drew my attention the very first evening I climbed those stairs and looked around. I’d gone out exploring on one of our city’s... Continue Reading →
