I’m slowly writing a memoir. One choppy, jumpy, heartfelt chapter at a time, (what describes me better than racing, incomplete sentence thoughts?) months in between, so as not to force inspiration that’ll eventually turn into burnout and resentment, I’m doing it. For a long time, I convinced myself I couldn’t. More than a handful of […]
The Elephant in the Room
Most of my twenties, primarily the latter half, have been all about mental fortitude. What emotions do I want to tame and what do I want to feed? What do I need to be more quiet, what can I give power to, to be more loud? They’re simple to pinpoint. The work put into HOW […]
Good Gasoline
To put the last few years simply (which have been anything but), the latter part of my twenties have been about healing and finding inner peace. Recently I’ve learned something that’s been extremely helpful, and frankly, very empowering. This analogy, this imagery, is something I see in my mind every day now. I actually close […]
The Plural of Thief is Thieves
I understand how to write very well. I know that if you go 3-4 (that should be three to four) sentences with a different word starting each sentence, it makes for stronger writing. I know that and yet here we are, using “I” three sentences in a row. You shouldn’t address “you” as it is […]
Wildly Free
100 acres. 100 acres of pure, indefinable heaven. All of my teenage years were spent migrating away from there, reaching desperately for freedom, for somewhere bigger and faster and more. “I have to show everyone! I have to be the person who picked her life up and started brand new, somewhere, ANYWHERE that isn’t here.” […]
What Sets Your Heart On Fire
My parents have always pushed me to chase my dreams, and that’s all they pushed me toward. I think only now am I realizing just how rare of a support system that was/is to have. When I went to college (completely my decision), I got to go to the one that I chose, and I […]
Hoop-Dee-Doo
“Hoop-dee-doo, hoop-dee-doo!” Everyone in the restaurant was swinging their napkins around, laughing at the horribly cheesy jokes told by the comedians at the dinner show. It was only appropriate to be there with my Grandpa, given his love for clever, quick-witted, especially cheesy jokes. We were in Disney World, far from our first visit. Every […]