Musings, My story., My writing., Reading to heal, Writing to Heal
Are you one of those people who loves Fall? I used to be. It was my favorite time of year and I would gorge myself on every little autumn cliché, from bobbing for apples to adding cinnamon and nutmeg to everything (and I do mean *everything*). For a decade I hosted my...
Musings, Reading to heal, Social Justice, Writing to Heal
Don’t mind me as I cry through this post. Don’t mind me as I cry on social media. Don’t mind me as I cry. My nephew has cancer. That you’ve seen, since I won’t stop talking about it because cancer is all consuming. And he’s doing...
Bawdy Love, My story., The stories you were told., Writing to Heal
“Blame it on the rain that was falling, falling.” – from Blame it on the Rain by Milli Vanilli It rained this weekend in San Diego. We needed this. I needed this. I lived in Oregon for many years and love nothing more than spending a rainy day inside...
Tell your story., The stories you tell yourself., The stories you were told., Writing motivation., Writing to Heal
What goals have you given up because the people currently achieving them don’t look like you? When I was a kid, I dreamt of winning an Oscar. I was constantly writing screenplays in my head, acting out scenes in my bathroom mirror, and planning shots in my...
Journaling, Writing to Heal
Are you perfect? I’m going to guess you aren’t. No offense meant, I actually love imperfect people. You’re human. You’re like me. There’s so much rhetoric about perfection this time of year. Cook the perfect turkey, serve it on a...
