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 whereContinue 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. AndContinue 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 asContinue 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 ifContinue 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. AdultContinue 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 thatContinue 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 anyContinue reading "A Writer’s Identity"
Pursuit of Wisdom
I don't know about you, but often through my life I have felt a desperate need and desire for wisdom and knowledge. They always felt evasive, like understanding of them was just around the corner and I couldn't quite catch it. Sometimes I read the verses in the Bible that promise wisdom and understanding andContinue reading "Pursuit of Wisdom"
Today’s Thought: Something New
As I sit at my kitchen table, in my little breakfast nook, watching cardinals eat from the birdfeeder outside my window (instead of squirrels, for once!), I'm struck once again by how idyllic all this is. Sitting at home, with as much time for writing and researching as I choose, pursuing something I've only everContinue reading "Today’s Thought: Something New"
Magic Hour
I have nothing personal to say this week. Too many things swirl around in my head - what I say one day may be different the next day. So, instead, I thought I'd share a story with you. It's just a completely random little fairytale I wrote awhile back, and it has no audience soContinue reading "Magic Hour"
Forest Idylls 