I didn’t think I’d ever talk about my experience with loneliness here. I knew it would probably be something I would feel as Mason packed most of his belongings into a plastic bin I hadn’t seen since our college days. Yet, loneliness was something I always felt I didn’t have a right to. It was … More A journey through loneliness
On the bravery of starting again. … More The subtle art of bravery
A new beginning into writing, creativity, community and simple living. … More A change in name
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.
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
I can remember sitting with my peers in our little desks as we scribbled away in our journals, responding to the teacher’s writing prompt of the day. Compared to learning the multiplication table, journal writing was one of the better parts of the school day. Our thoughts were our own, and teachers couldn’t really put … More Writing Prompts, Not Quite So Elementary