On grief. On guilt. And on love…Have you ever been scared to return to the page? Because right now, sitting here, I’m terrified.Jul 12, 2020Jul 12, 2020
On the spring. On the end. On the beginning…I often think about the spring. The way the light breaks and the blossom falls and the sky bleeds in rich pink and blue. The way the sun’s…May 20, 20201May 20, 20201
Sit. Fucking. Still…An amazing writer taught me the power of just sitting with stuff. And right now, we’re sitting with everything…May 1, 20201May 1, 20201
On the power of words. On the power of silence…I don’t remember when I first heard the silence. I just remember being alone. I remember the pulse of the radiators, the creak of the…Mar 8, 2020Mar 8, 2020
Life is not a fairytale…There’s something to be said for sitting with stuff. Just sitting with it and writing nothing. Not because you can’t. Because you don’t…Feb 29, 2020Feb 29, 2020