It’s raining at this particular moment as I’m slumped on the couch, attempting a first draft, waiting, patiently, for language, as the Real Housewives of Salt Lake City  hums in the background. I usually dislike the show — the clamoring arguments like silverware in a blender — but amidst the rain, it’s all somehow more… pleasant. Though, not enough to convince me to watch an entire season (sorry, Caitlin). Rain does that to things, softens the edges. There’s something especia

I must declare my bias up front: I believe Halloween is possibly the  most important holiday for the social fabric of our communities....

The Halloween decorations are up at the hardware store. I’m ready to turn into a pumpkin, but may we savor these final moments of summer....

It didn’t feel all that long ago that I was expressing disorientation over it already being April. And now I’m preparing to blink and see...

End of June was my arbitrary deadline, which I always need to embrace imperfection and just put something out. So I’d like you to ignore...

I’m currently on a vacation that includes 3 out of the 5 people patient enough to ever read these writings. I’ve had this rough outline...

When I started writing these entries, I was explicit about keeping the bar low. My first sentence: This is a low stakes beginning . It...

Here come the trite remarks: can you believe it’s April already?! I’m prepared for my eloquent response: I know, like, time is crazy,...

It’s remarkable how much time we (I) seem to spend thinking about time. I make various attempts, consciously or not, to slow it down,...

I often find myself grappling with my own ambition — whether I have enough of it, or possess the conviction around where to direct it....

This is a low stakes beginning. I’m exploring — out of curiosity, not pressure — a regular writing practice. I’m putting this out in the...