Writing in the time of C19

Yesterday, I wrote about how I miss writing. So here I am, back for more, searching for answers about what writing does (and does not) do for me. Why should I do it? Why should I not do it? A few weeks ago, a friend (Sarah Smarsh, who wrote the book Heartland, which everyone shouldContinue reading “Writing in the time of C19”

Single tasking

Here’s part of the after dinner routine. I plonk myself down in a corner of the couch, next to the lamp, with my knitting project bag in hand and summon one of the older two children to my side. “Can you please come read to me?” They read. I knit and listen. It’s lovely. AndContinue reading “Single tasking”

Day 1: Ash Wednesday (coffee, consuming versus creating)

This morning, I woke up and did what I always do: rolled over and reached for my phone. I checked my email (only spam and advertisements) and then my blog stats (nothing new) and my private (IRL friends and family) instagram account (quiet). At this point, my thumbs were driven by muscle memory and automaticallyContinue reading “Day 1: Ash Wednesday (coffee, consuming versus creating)”