learning to live a good story

The classroom is freezing. Doesn’t the school system need money? Why is the thermostat set so low? I look around the room at the students wrapped up in sweaters, double crossing their legs, teeth-chattering endlessly. Maybe it’s just to keep them awake....

3 things I’m doing on purpose

While The Man and I were in Florida a few months ago, we drove by a forest fire. I know, it wasn’t a legit forest fire. It was a controlled burn. I don’t know a lot about controlled burning aside from the fact that it sounds like an oxymoron. I know...

5 ways to breathe in a breathless world

Yesterday, I sat in the middle of plenty of time to write, dove down deep into my writing reserves, and all I came up with was one hand filled with sand, the other with water. Both slipped right through my fingers, nothing there to hold on to. The whole day went that...