Non-Fiction

  • The Moment Divine

    A brief note before my story begins. A note to the mothers, a note to the fathers. To those who have birthed live children, and those whose young ones were taken too soon. This story— my story, our story—may be… Continue reading

  • Ben

    It was gardening day. Ben stared me down with those eyes and told me he doesn’t like flowers. ‘That’s okay, Ben,’ I smiled. ‘You don’t have to like flowers. So. What do you like, then, hey?’ No response. You see,… Continue reading

  • It’s Not A Problem

    If you’re a reader, you are about to read a blog post which will echo through the pits of your soul. It’s not a problem, we all know this. But whenever us readers are faced with this sort of conundrum,… Continue reading

  • The Soft Girl and The Book

    The brownie is delicious. The coffee is fine. And, for the first time in a good little while, I am at a cafe, sinking into a booth seat, quietly reflecting on the peace of it all. I’m the soft girl… Continue reading

  • Tonight

    On the sixth day of Christmas, I craved a feeling. A specific feeling, really. I craved a couch. And a book. And me. All of us rolled up together, where nothing and no one could find us. It’s not like I… Continue reading

  • How Mood Affects Writing

    I’ll be honest with you. I-am-cranky. There. I’ve said it. And now I don’t even know what words are going to end up in this sentence because my fingers are just banging away without me even thinking, without me even… Continue reading

  • Darling Day 17. Kill Your Darlings

    It’s a phrase that makes my arm hairs stand up every time I say it, every time I think it. Kill your Darlings. Who would do such a thing? Who would even think up such a horrid plan? Well…writers, that’s… Continue reading