• My Uterus and the case of the Missing Essay

    My writing journey has been full of twists and turns, much like my romantic life. Recently, I found out that one of my essays even ghosted me! I was updating my author bio and clicked on the link for my essay only to find the link was broken. I knew that wasn’t a good sign, but I guess some part…

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  • A Letter to Myself and a Commitment to Myself and My Memoir

    ~A Letter to Myself and a Commitment to Myself and My Memoir~ Hi! Remember me? It’s been a while since I’ve written here. What’s sad is that I actually have written blog posts that I don’t feel are worthy of sharing. As you’ll read below, I had no idea when I started how much of writing is mental work. It…

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  • Getting Published, Shame, and Saber-toothed Tigers

    Back in August, I shared my first published piece and shared about the process. I’m so pleased that I have been published again, and this time I’m even getting paid — a whole $10! My essay, “True Love, Fairy Tales, and George R.R. Martin” found a home at the literary magazine, Her Stry. What does the author of The Game…

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  • Just Get it Out There

    I went to the Zurich botanical gardens today on Sunday, and sent my dear friend Nita some photos and she told me: “BLOG IT!!!” I said something about perfectionism paralysis and about feeling like there are so many other things I should post first and she said, “Just get it out there!” Yeah… I’ve been doing a lot of preaching…

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  • Finally Getting Published!

    So it’s been a while since I’ve posted – over a year. A lot has happened since then, yet a lot hasn’t happened as well. So much has changed in my life and the world that I feel paralyzed about where to start. The perfectionist in me says that I should post something about what I learned from my 31…

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  • Gliding Gracefully or Furiously Flapping

    Bird silhouettes, dark against the bright sky often kindle my imagination with a romantic notion of utter freedom. Freedom from the tiresome anxieties of the thoughts that plague our collective minds down here in these strange times. Each type has its own flight pattern and after years of gazing skyward, I recognize some birds by this alone. American goldfinches (quite…

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