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Dirty Magazines and the Samaritan Woman

in Uncategorized on 25/11/19

This was originally published on a website called, “Off the Page,” that was wonderful, but is unfortunately no longer, so I’m archiving it on the blog. Enjoy! What she loved about her desk job in her college dorm was the to-do list that greeted her at the beginning of her shift. Design this month’s bulletin board, write events on the… View Post

Spelling “tamales” on Thanksgiving

in Uncategorized on 24/11/19

A few days a week, I work with first and second graders to help with their reading and writing development, and this month I thought it’d be fun to write and draw a little journal response that integrates what we read, with something to be thankful for. For example, a couple of first grade girls worked through the story, Beautiful Animals,… View Post

The Search For What Shimmers

in Uncategorized on 09/11/19

My favorite moment with Harper this year happened in the middle of the night in Boone, NC in the Blue Ridge Mountains. She’d been fighting an ear infection, and before she’d gone to bed that night, Jesse was explaining that there would be a meteor shower shortly after midnight – stars burning up faster than you can blink your eyes… View Post

Some Thoughts on Mystery

in Uncategorized on 29/10/19

I spoke in the church I attend in all three of last Sunday’s services for Stewardship Sunday. Here’s what I wrote: I’m not a seeker of answers. The same is true for definitions, and facts. When something has been tangibly and palpably proven, I tend to shrug my shoulders and wonder, “What else?” I prefer to experience the mystery of… View Post

On Definitions

in Uncategorized on 23/10/19

How can I confess that I do not know the person I gave birth to; who literally came from within me? The truth is, I am constantly getting to know her – her definition grows, twists, vanishes then comes back, darkens then brightens, it is palpable and then it is barely evident – a whisper in my ear during a… View Post

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Hi! I’m Callie. I’m a writer and teacher living in Ann Arbor, Michigan. I write Creative Nonfiction, and in my oldest daughter Hadley’s words, I “use my imagination to add a bit of sparkle to the story.” I’m a contributor for Coffee+Crumbs, Off the Page, Makes You Mom, and Relief Journal. My writing has also been featured on Art House America, Tweetspeak Poetry, Good Letters, and Altarwork, and in 2014 I was one of the cast members of the Listen To Your Mother DC show.

I hold an MFA in Creative Writing from Seattle Pacific University, and I am working on my first book that will be published through TS Poetry Press.

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When I was in fourth grade, I got my front tooth k When I was in fourth grade, I got my front tooth knock out during a baseball game. I was in the dugout, trying to make a butterfly in the dirt with my shoe. The batter, who’d hit not just a home run, but a grand slam, came running in and everyone cheered and so did I because I’d gotten really good at reading cues for when a good thing happens in sports. I even attempted a high five, and somehow I knocked my face into her batting helmet, thus spending the good part of that weekend summer day in the dentist’s office getting a root canal.

No teeth were lost in this latest incident, but I was lost in a bit of imagining on Sunday when I tripped and fell on Packard while running. I look like I’ve been in a bar fight and my shoulder looks similar to how Wesley’s looked after being attacked by an ROUS. 

But I’m going into work today, and when I told my boss I’m nervous about how I look she said, “It’s OK because you have a story,” and if that isn’t the best thing you could ever say to me, I’m not sure what is. 

So, here I am with a story. Thanks to all my friends and family who’ve been so kind and keeping me laughing.
A little Mother’s Day dancing is so good for the A little Mother’s Day dancing is so good for the soul. Thank you, @woodsbreeana 💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻
Last dances and first swims of the season and socc Last dances and first swims of the season and soccer and cherry almond scones and a new project with a friend and a lament for a fallen writer who paved a path for so many of us.
One spot left! C’mon, guys! It’s gonna be fun! One spot left! C’mon, guys! It’s gonna be fun! #linkinbio
Let’s bring back the Around Here post. Ok, I’l Let’s bring back the Around Here post. Ok, I’ll go first. #linkinbio
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