Brave Little Fish Swims Into New Waters

Brave Little Fish Swims Into New Waters

“Oh mom, you’re going to be fine.”  That’s my 21-year-old responding to me this morning on Facetime when I told her that I was flipping out about my brand new 5-month Wild Writing Teacher Training, which starts in one week. “You got this,” she said, rolling her eyes,...
No. My Magical Word for 2017

No. My Magical Word for 2017

Readers, friends, writers, artists, As straightforward as I am, there’s so much more honesty and courage inside of me angling to get out.  Let 2017 be the year I pay even more attention to the tiniest of feelings – that whisper of “no” I often hear but...
Bonked on the Head by the Swamp Monster

Bonked on the Head by the Swamp Monster

In the days since the election, since the great dismantling, I haven’t had a clue how to approach the business of selling my writing classes. At first it just felt too smarmy to put a picture of myself on Facebook with a note about the January 2017 teaching schedule....