Tonight I stood on the street corner down the road from my house with a small group of people, holding a sign that read Black Lives Matter. These past few months of quarantine, my preschool-age son and I have walked through that intersection multiple times a week on the way to the park or to…Read More
Life
“If you want to write, write.”
“If you want to write, write.” – Dr. John Knapp II, in an email from June 24 The words above are some of the most freeing I’ve ever heard, and ones that will probably rattle around inside my head for the rest of my life. Spoken to me by a mentor I’ve had since middle…Read More
Two Miles In
Yesterday I had what I would consider to be a pretty pathetic run. As I hit the two-mile mark, my insides felt like they’d turned inside out. I stopped in the middle of the path doubled over. As the wave of nausea passed, I turned around and started walking back toward home. I walked for…Read More
Writer’s Block and Transmissions To the Future
Last April, I wrote a post titled “When Words Aren’t Good Enough.” In it, I described a situation that caused me to question not only if I was a talented writer and editor, but also if I myself was actually good enough. I tried to end that post hopefully . . . If you have…Read More