In the water, time washes away. Worries are diluted. There’s just my strong, weightless body and laps that I lose count of.
Just a Writer Who Moms
In the water, time washes away. Worries are diluted. There’s just my strong, weightless body and laps that I lose count of.
Maybe we’re all a little John Bender. Acting out to see what happens, pushing back against the rules, insulting everyone and no one.
This is the paradox of parenting. I’ve raised them to be secure enough to forge their own paths, while I enter my empty nest phase.
The world judges all the time. But perhaps in motherhood failures we are truly finding how to succeed at raising good and healthy kids.
Writing is demanding and when you have to take a break, reviving a writing career can be so hard. Here’s what I learned while doing it myself.
Three years ago, this essay poured out of me during a morning writing exercise. It was sudden and certain. But it didn’t sell.
Words on a page, waiting, not ready. But they could be with a little work. Self-editing will help you get there.
Gaze outside. What do you see? Here’s what I see outside my window. This is a short essay based on a writing prompt. Writing prompts are great for spurring inspiration.
In the early days it was early, but as the pandemic has worn on, more and more writers are facing writer’s block. Here’s how I changed it for myself.
In the interest of better understanding which of my essays get picked up by editors for publication, I started sharing the ones that didn’t sell.…