Instead, I Give You This

Today I sat down to write a blog post that’s been in my head for a couple of weeks. I had my journal of ideas in front of me and a few sticky notes that I jotted down in the middle of the night, as well as an image I wanted to include. Despite allContinue reading “Instead, I Give You This”

The Writing Life

I am a writer. It took me a while to be able to say that without cringing or feeling sheepish or following it up with, “Well sort of.”  But now I can own it, in all its vague, not-yet-fully-formed glory. Two years ago this week, I sat down in my principal’s office at the schoolContinue reading “The Writing Life”