From the Past
I talked to an old friend today. I can say that now–at 35 friends can be old. The chat was brief. Ten messages, a few less, a few more, shot back and forth over messenger…
Stories from an American living in Bulgaria
I talked to an old friend today. I can say that now–at 35 friends can be old. The chat was brief. Ten messages, a few less, a few more, shot back and forth over messenger…
Life as an immigrant is hard. It’s harder than life as an expat. Okay, that’s assumption. I’ve never been an expat. I went from Peace Corps Volunteer to study abroad to immigrant—none of which is…
Jojo Starts Yasla I’ve signed Jojo up for daycare. If she gets her final vaccine and all her medical exams in time, she’ll start on September nineteenth. As with Peatuk, part of me is so…
I was thinking about writing a thread about mentoring programs and the babying of writers without agents on twitter. But I decided it is too much to thread. I wanted to give my thoughts time…
Warning: This is long and rambling and may not end with a point. But I still felt like sharing it. I have been doing something very important with my maternity leave, besides taking care of…
Continue Reading My Husband Refuses To Be My Excuse, And I Love Him For It
Letters of recommendation have always been the bane of my existence. If I could clearly remember my college application process (I can't) I probably applied to the schools I did because they didn't require letters…
Continue Reading Letters of Recommendation aka Not Applying For That One
When I was a young girl, I was very into forts and little hiding places. Any chance I got, I carved out a little nook of my own in the house or outside. I remember…
Peatuk turned four on the eighteenth. But we waited until this weekend to throw his birthday party so we could finish his climbing wall. Well, we didn't finish the wall, but we did have a…
There are times, wrapped up in a winter cocoon with Jojo, when I feel myself clinging desperately to the moment. The way she snuggles deep into me- the way she feels safe in my arms.…
A year ago today, I went to the hospital to meet my little wolf baby. She had grown in my uterus for a solid nine months and was ready to meet the world. That night…