A soft tapping on the window startled us awake. My sisters and I sat up, scared for only a moment until we realized who it was. We peeked out to make sure. Yup. We quickly threw on some warm clothes, grabbed blankets, and tiptoed out of our room and out of the house, possibly stopping… Continue reading Auroras and Angst
Moose and POV
It was pitch black as we bumped our way slowly down the dirt road. My parents peered carefully out the windows for any unexpected wildlife as we weaved deeper and deeper into the woods towards our little cabin. But when the brakes screeched, it was not for the deer, rabbits, or even bears that we… Continue reading Moose and POV
Peach Licorice and Dreams
It was a dream come true. Hasn’t every child longed for the day his or her mother would say, “Eat as much candy as you like”? Our day had finally come. We were on a long drive—okay, as a child, basically anything longer than 10 minutes feels like a long drive—and, always the perfect children,… Continue reading Peach Licorice and Dreams
Hope and Storytelling
When I exited the house that night, I slipped into my car, and unfolded the check I had been handed for a night of babysitting. And then I leaned my head against the steering wheel, and I wept. Making it in college is rarely easy. I had moved across the country, to a state where… Continue reading Hope and Storytelling
Sawdust and Souls
What do you smell when you pass a construction site? Specifically, one where they are right in the middle of building a new house? You can see straight to the insides of the house. You can see the beams that form a structure for that room that will one day be filled with memories. And… Continue reading Sawdust and Souls
Goats and Progress
There was another family who had also built a cabin in the middle of the woods. I remember precisely one thing about them. They had goats. You know that feeling when you bite into a piece of soft, creamy goat cheese? You let the pungent flavors soak in on your tongue, closing your eyes as… Continue reading Goats and Progress
Drawing Water and Mourning Doves
Before our neighbors put a well in, one of our main sources of water when we lived in the woods was the stream that flowed across our driveway. We didn’t know there was a stream across the driveway when we put it in, but as soon as rain hit, it ran as heavily as if… Continue reading Drawing Water and Mourning Doves
Attack of the Bear
In honor of my inaugural post featuring a story from my childhood, it is a particularly long one - more of a story than an anecdote, but also one of our favorite memories to retell. I hope you enjoy this glimpse into my previous life! No one was to go out alone at night. Adult… Continue reading Attack of the Bear
Future Posts
After my last post, I talked with Daniel for awhile about it. Specifically, what I had to offer, because I felt, and, honestly, still feel, that I have little of worth to offer that readers will like (and, as mentioned, I'm not really into repeating what everyone else is doing). But Daniel tells me that… Continue reading Future Posts
A Writer’s Identity
Writing full-time makes you think. A lot. And not just about whether you are worthy, whether you are making the right decision, or whether you are a failure--it makes you think about what you should be doing versus what you are doing. Accordingly, I've been thinking a lot, especially the last couple days. If any… Continue reading A Writer’s Identity
