For me, writing is many things. It is an outlet. It is an art. It is an ambition. Writing can be a journey. A meditation. Sometimes even a battle. But of the many things that it can be, by far the worst is this: writing is a chore. That is to say, it is a…
just for fun
Navel Gazing
Navel gazing. I heard this phrase twice in the past week. It leads me to consider: Is blogging naval gazing? I'd be willing to bet that 90% of all blogs are a bit navel-gazey-ish. This blog definitely is. I write mostly about my own personal journey. I don't engage the audience as much as I…
4:00 AM
So this is how writers with young children get their writing done. I was up from 2-4 am with the baby boy. He wore me down like a crashing wave wears down a mountain. Slowly. Relentlessly. Fitting imagery, too, since his sound machine is set to "crashing waves" and I've spent the last 2 hours…
Don’t
Something woke her. Was it one of the dogs? She sat up in bed. It was quiet in the house but for the whispering heater. She was nauseous again. Maybe that’s what woke her. She climbed out of bed and crept out of the room closing the door behind her. The kitchen faucet coughed as…
To the twentysomethings, with love
Oh, the Twenties. That age range when I was supposed to be an adult, but had no idea how to be an adult. The time when I insisted I was an adult, but made very un-adult decisions. I made it through my twenties, relatively unscathed. Now, older and wiser, I have some advice for those…
New Design
I've spent the past week updating the design of my blog. I'm still navigating this blogging world -- establishing a writing routine, finding my voice, connecting with other writers. All that. Making this blog look more professional, etc. feels like the right move now that I've been relatively consistent for over a year. A warning…
A poem from my past
From 2007-- I was 26 when I wrote this and evidently FULL of angst. Enjoy!...
On Motherhood: Fourth
The fourth trimester. The first 12 weeks with baby. I always assumed pregnancy and labor were the hardest parts of becoming a mother. Turns out, no. The breastfeeding, the hormones, the sleep deprivation, the anxiety; the sheer physicality of those first 3 months with a newborn is more intense than 9 months of pregnancy. I…
37 years
I have now been on this earth for 37 years. Not long enough to call myself wise, I don't think. Long enough to say for certain that I at least know a few things. 37 to be exact! Here's a list of 37 life lessons I've learned in honor of my 37th birthday. Every kid…
What’s making me happy
In honor of one of my favorite podcasts, Pop Culture Happy Hour, I thought I'd begin writing a regular post about what's making me happy. Ideally this will be something that you can also check out. In other words, not just something personal like my daughter's laugh...But I can't make any promises. There may come…