One of the reasons I don’t write as much as I can is because somewhere along the line from dream to business conception to the pursuit of...

A gathering of dishes in the sink. The yard begging for water under a scorching desert sun. A litter box of pits and dunes, crusty...

When too many days passed without writing, all of life became a chore. Literally, chores overwhelmed me, and suddenly, that’s all there...

I stayed up late into the night, devouring The Great Alone by Kristin Hannah, engrossed by the awe, maturity and knowing with which it...

I sat on the oversized beanbag that filled our living room beyond max capacity, and plopped a square velvet pillow in the diamond of my...

I was convinced that I could write my way out of this. The broke years, inner angst and fear of living. The self-doubt, coping mechanisms...

Scratch that. Start over. What can I say? I’m too in my head and I know it. Thinking of who will read this and what they’ll think. I need...

Three years ago, I hit one of my biggest crash-and-burns yet. I was overworking on a million different pursuits that had nothing to do...

I’d like to say to you, the things I’d like to say to myself. You are worthy of a great life, regardless of what you’ve done, or haven’t...

I didn’t realize how social media was my go-to gal for avoiding emotional discomfort until we didn’t hang out anymore. I mechanically...

I flew down the highway on what could possibly have been classified as the perfect day. True blue skies, dotted cloud puffs, mellow...

It was a day that felt like nothing much mattered. I didn't even know if anything changing in my life would shift the leaden apathy that...