Filed under Talking About Me

I’m So Lucky

Every so often, I want to sit down and write the Acknowledgements page of my book.  I never let myself, and often lecture myself for thinking so far ahead; treating something as a book that is, at present, only an unfinished manuscript. Yet, the need to be grateful never really wanes in me, so I … Continue reading

A New Understanding

My poor husband.  He is the closest person to me on the planet.  He hears about everything I think and feel (often whether he wants to or not).  He is forced to sit by and absorb all my dreams, hopes, anxieties and struggles, day after day.  And like a good problem-solver, he always offers suggestions … Continue reading

Don’t Chalk Me Up To Crazy, Yet

Maybe a word of explanation here is in order.  Before you all start to think that I’m jumping off the crazy bridge, worrying about things I can’t possibly reach right now. I believe, very strongly, in the idea that our decisions, large and small, deeply impact the people we become, the places we go, and … Continue reading

Believe or Make-Believe?

I realized something the other day.  Something kind of heartbreaking.  Something that has been strangling me ever since. I don’t believe in myself as a writer.  In fact, I don’t believe in myself about much of anything. Often, I’ll share this thought with my husband.  Deliberately misunderstanding me, he’ll pinch me lightly and say, “Yep, … Continue reading

When I Need To Quit

So, I have recently started reading Allison Vesterfelt (, and she has quickly become my new favorite blogger.  She writes so many things that make me look inside myself with a different perspective and learn to see who I am in a different way (this is also the main reason I love reading blogs!). Recently, … Continue reading

Kitchen Fail

Word to the wise:  In case you’re at my level of kitchen experience (which means you know enough to have tried to bake bread before, but not enough to have ever actually succeeded at it) and you suddenly feel that you’re cool enough to use the broiler (your husband googled it after all), DO NOT … Continue reading

Dear Future Me

Yesterday, as we were bailing on yoga class… again… (Side note: why is it that no matter how much I enjoy yoga, I rarely want to go when it’s time for class?) … my husband texted me and said that we’ll go to class a lot in September.  Yeah.  Right.  Where have I heard that … Continue reading

Hi Again

I’m really missing my blog lately.  I like talking.  I like playing with words on paper.  Inventing fanciful concoctions or just sitting back and saying what I think. The trouble is, I had started this blog with the idea of writing about writing.  A subject on which I am far from an expert.  And although … Continue reading

The Forest

I can’t see the trees for the forest. I’ve always heard that saying the other way around.  But maybe there’s someone else who relates to it this way too. My mind always seems to be working big-picture.  I want to publish a novel.  I want to lose 30 pounds.  I want to have an organized … Continue reading

Alone, By Myself

I’ve been spending a lot of time in the company of people this week.  Surrounding myself with their passion, their humor and their minds.  And it’s been great to get to submerse myself in so many different perspectives and desires. But all of a sudden tonight, I’m sitting on my couch, and I can’t focus … Continue reading