I wrote the following essay last year and submitted it to HelloGiggles. Wasn't published, but such is life. I'm proud of it all the same. Check it out below. Feel free to let me know what you think. The Value of Tough, Ouch-y Love Deep down, I knew it was coming. As I informed the …
About your Published Author.
Oh, I caught that. You're published? Yes, indeed. I'd like to happily announce that my second book, a collection of short fiction entitled The Loftiest Thing, has been officially published. *insert primal scream here* Congratulations, you. Wow. You've been working on that thing for an eternity, haven't you? Admittedly, yes, some of the stories have …
Instagram.
In this Instagram world, my dear, find the right filter to place on our fractured love. Will it be Hefe or Mayfair? Amaro or Lo-Fi? Endeavor to color us with the sheen of the dreamlike and the sepia and take away the cracked veneer of a love that’s no longer a love at all, but …
Project Blogtober: Check. (Blogtober #31)
The plan to combine my favorite month with my favorite season by blogging every day? Check. Done and done. What good times. Thanks for supporting my blogging efforts this month by reading and/or commenting and/or liking, thanks to those of you that joined me for the project, for those of you that decided to follow …
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About your Author Redux. (Blogtober #30)
Oh, hi. We're doing this again, huh? How exciting. Sarcastic much? As you say, let's move on. How are you feeling about Blogtober so far? Tomorrow is the last day... I'm thrilled. This was a great project and I loved every minute of it. Lessons learned? Definitely that it's possible to be regular with my blogging. …
The Giving Tree. (Blogtober #26)
Let us treat our doomed love like the vivid orange and greens of autumn, like the majestic trees in our midst that offer their dying leaves with opened, giving hands, uncaring of the stark emptiness to come but falling ever so gracefully and beautifully onto the cold, hard ground-- The death of our love is …
Emerald City (Blogtober #16)
And so you chose Emerald City. Who wouldn’t, really? With its charming vistas and valleys and standalone Starbucks? Lattés everywhere you turn like a giant, dizzying field of poppies? Here in Kansas, what can I give you but barbecues in Auntie Em’s backyard and lemonade stands and endless, utter devotion? No contest, really. I offer …
“…let that great sweeping wind blow the fogs out of her soul” (Blogtober #12)
The Fall. (Blogtober #3)
The Fall There’s a crack in your sweet autumn heart. Gone are the crisp nights and burgundy leaves that filtered through– now your heart bears dust, ashes, and the hard soil of the ground. I wanted to kiss that heart; now I must bury it. But I will kiss it anyway, along with the very …
Project Blogtober! (Blogtober #1)
Hi there. So because this marks the beginning of my favorite month, within my favorite season, and it's my intent to be regular with posting, I hereby deem October 1 as the first day of Blogtober. What is Blogtober, you ask? For the remaining 30 days of this month, I will post every day and …
This Square Peg. 