On the bravery of starting again. … More The subtle art of bravery
3 months into living in a vintage Airstream. … More Our little life so far
It’s funny how in a couple of generations things can be forgotten, lost in time. Traditions, places, faces. Yet, when revisiting them it reawakens something we’ve never really lost. The first time I visited far west Texas, I was sixteen. I wasn’t truly present to the family road trip, but I do remember the crisp … More In Search of Simpler Times
I never thought as an English major that I would find myself in the world of marketing and advertising. I don’t know why really. I mean, not all English majors don a tweed jacket with elbow patches and a pair of spectacles for reading papers (though to be honest, I do love my tweeds). While … More I’m a Wanderer
Everyone wants to be heard. We shout from our little bubbles with hashtags and share “news” articles that may or may not be accurate. It’s on the internet so it has to be… I understand having a voice. I use it with every scribble and dot and crossed t. I know about voice because mine … More Sometimes, I just am.
It’s crazy to think I’ve been at this for four years. I haven’t necessarily been your average blogger. I haven’t found one particular niche I could pigeon hole myself in and rock at. But that was never what this was about. It’s been a selfish outlet, but I hope some of it is entertaining– if … More Four Years and Counting–and Where is this Going?
I normally don’t share my journal entries. It’s my one safe place from the peering eyes of everything else I write. These, I suspect, are the woes of someone who has made it her goal to write for a living. Some days I want to go back to writing just for me. To figure things … More Final Thoughts: Saying Goodbye to NYC