Writing and creating is an act of mending in a world that tearing itself apart at the seams. It’s how I make sense of things.

  • My relationship with the internet has gotten very weird, as I’ve alluded. My husband and I got into an interesting dive of a conversation recently as we were talking about some of the goals I have set for myself for…

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  • I had this whole thing set up that I wanted to do in March. I had a collection almost ready to go; I had a whole posting schedule for social media. Stuff was written and planned in advance, I was…

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  • I firmly blame the new AI policies for finally driving me back to my own ‘spot’ on the internet, where I own and can protect my own copyright to my images and artwork and can prevent as much AI scraping…

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  • I, like many others, I imagine, am emerging from some strange cocoon rendered by the pandemic years. It’s been ages and ages since I’ve written; nearly a year, in fact. In the intervening time I have passed that most ancient…

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  • I wrote on Instagram the other day: I find myself strongly questioning the path I’m on at the moment. Our summer was one of healing, rest, and restoration in many ways, especially for those of us in the family who…

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