Creative Time

I’ve talked about this before, but finding time to be creative is essential to my joy. And by “joy,” I mean “not screaming my head off and breaking things like the Hulk.”  When life gets busy, especially at the end of the school year, the...

This Week

  I’m reading Phoenix Noir and All the Light We Cannot See.  I recently finished Wild and Freedom. I loved Wild. Cheryl Strayed’s Dear Sugar saved my life once. (That’s a story for another day. Thank you Juliann!) Her podcast “Dear...

Side of turkey, hold the resentment

A girlfriend sent an email this week detailing the reasons she no longer loves the holidays. And boy, did those reasons resonate. Namely, she feels like no matter how much she does, someone will be disappointed.  Someone will think she hasn’t done...

Today’s Joy

I can’t read another story that includes the word, “beheading.” I’m recovering from a nasty bug and have far too little patience at the moment to deal with heavy worldly topics that actually matter. {I know. I should be stronger. This week I...

The little things

  I have a stack of ironing to finish. Knitting to complete. A book that is two-thirds read. Hundreds of pages of edits on a novel to make. A book proposal half completed. And I’m going to Vegas this weekend with a childhood friend to see Britney Spears for...

100 Foot Journey

We are preparing for a multi-day trip in the Grand Canyon. I’ve never done such an extensive hike (17 miles the first day) and I’m a little nervous. Good, good Lord are hiking shoes ugly. (More importantly — if you haven’t seen 100 Foot...