Creative Ruts Don’t Exist

Earlier this week, John and I were grocery shopping when he asked me the question, “Where do you see yourself in 20 years?” The question made my heart thump and me knees weaken. And I said the first thing that came to mind: “I want to be a published author,” I said, “but I feel … More Creative Ruts Don’t Exist

Craving Fall

It seems to me that, around this time every summer, I begin to crave fall. Yesterday, the temperature was in the 60s, as opposed to the hot and humid 80s we’ve been having. The air was cool and light. I sat outside reading, a cup of coffee in hand, a sweater covering my chilled legs. … More Craving Fall