A shantytown is thriving in my home. Boxes, chairs, and blankets make up the structure of the shelter. Stuffed animals, toys, and wrapping paper roll swords crowd haphazardly inside. Dry cereal litters the floor, the remnants of snack time for the orphaned kittens or the knights who live there. I’ve Read More
Category: writing
I think the Universe is trying to tell me something
I found out a few weeks ago that I am getting laid off. It’s horrible timing for my family both financially and regarding heath insurance, but it’s good timing for my soul. I’ve had this writing existence playing in the background of my life for a long time, and now Read More
To be, or not to bee…on social media
The impulse to pick up my phone, slide it on, and mindlessly gaze at its illuminated screen is sometimes overpowering for me. So is the desire to open an internet browser when I’m trying to write. These actions are as automatic and unconscious as my daughter pulling a lock of Read More
Writing in the Cracks
I’ve seen different versions of this story circulating around the internet for years. I’m not sure who originally wrote it, but I’ve been thinking about it recently and how it pertains to writing. Here is my version: One day, as students walked into a philosophy class, their professor assembled a Read More