the best of things…

the best of things…

Inspired by Emily P. Freeman, I'm spending a little time with her reflection questions and considering what I learned this spring. She asks the following questions: What was your favorite photo from May? As the season unfolded it became clear that the normal spring we craved wasn't just going to happen. March faded into April [...]

manic car rides…

manic car rides…

George Strait twangs on the radio, my mom beaming as she sings along. I dance in my seat only because, though I'd rather be listening to Michael Jackson or Madonna, the truth is that these types of nights are always my favorite. Her window is cracked open an inch or two, though she flicks her [...]

the chicken or the egg…

the chicken or the egg…

I was part of a writer's workshop over the weekend which centralized around the philosophies of Virginia Woolf. One of the chosen exercises encouraged us to take a favorite short tale and retell it with more flowery, poetic, and meandering writing. A later exercise asked us to remember a time when we fell in love [...]