Hadley and Harper go to a Zumbatomic class at a local yoga/pilates/zumba studio every week.  I’m not sure how it differs from regular Zumba but I’ll tell you what: it’s 60 minutes of pure F-U-N and I have a very difficult time not joining in.  Hadley would absolutely kill me if I even so much as bop my head, however…. View Post

    I know in the last post I wrote about a writing goal of mine, and I am writing but I’m not writing well.  When I’m not writing well I do things like stamp tissue paper.  I also bake.  Those blueberry muffins?  I made those after I stamped tissue paper.  Oh my goodness, they are so good.  My writing… View Post

I know that after you read this post you will probably think I’m a little like Monica Geller or the guy who thinks he’s a doctor in the movie The Dream Team, but people, I am happiest when I make plans, lists, and goals, so this post is about a little challenge I’ve created for myself for my next MFA… View Post

I like to sing harmony as much as I can. During Advent, because I’m familiar with the hymns, the harmony comes easily because I know the songs well. I’ve know them from reading the hymnal as my mom or dad held it low for me to read, my nose touching the thick paper, its edges lined with blue. Sometimes, though,… View Post

A couple of weeks ago I finished my first semester of my MFA program, and in this most recent packet, I needed to turn in a critical paper with my other work. I decided to write about how authors look at conflict in their writing. The reason I chose conflict is because in my writing, I tend to deal with… View Post