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…
Tag: Dream
Kids say the darnest things…
Today I was rummaging through my closet at home and figured it was time to sort through all that childhood nostalgia. It has always been hard for me to judge what I will appreciate having kept and what I really just need to throw out. I was one of those kids that had an incredibly…
Scrambling for words
For my twenty-first birthday this year, the exciting thing I did was get to pick out some books at Hastings. This may seem sort of depressing for a twenty-first birthday but I really enjoyed just lounging around Hastings with my boyfriend and acting like a child in a candy store (or a Kassie in a…
Simply & Softly 