Listen to Your Soul: Do What You Love

What would happen if you listened to the voices in your soul instead of the untruths in your head? Last night I opened an old book in search of something for my daughter to read. It’s a compilation of three of the best Brontё sisters stories, including my favorite, Jane Eyre. Inside the cover, I found […]

Brain Dump

Writers become angsty when they don’t write. If you’re a writer, you know what I mean. If you’re not a writer, you know what I mean. It’s like not going to therapy. Or missing a run. Or going too long without sex. Or staying inside all winter. A primal, carnal desire isn’t being met and […]

Expecting the Unexpected

One morning last week my five-year-old was laying on the couch, shivering in a mass of blankets, too sick to even request to watch T.V. Her flushed cheeks and glassy eyes a testament that she’d succumbed to the latest virus being passed around at school. I was to have chaperoned a field trip for my […]

To All the Burned Out Mamas

Sheer unmitigated relief. Meg Hutchinson’s dusky indie folk voice serenades through the speakers, entangling with the current of an autumn scented candle. A mother sits in the peace of her still kitchen. Shellshocked. Teary. Happy. So this is what it used to feel like? Quiet? Peaceful? She sips her jasmine green tea and honey and […]

Broken Mouth, Broken World

A month ago my husband and I were hanging outdoor lights to adorn the screened-in porch. You know, the Edison bulb ones everyone’s been getting from Costco? Yeah, those. We also wanted to replicate the feel of the Parenthood set in our backyard. The sounds of our four children frolicking around on the freshly constructed stone retaining wall and concrete […]

Meet Hedgerow Folk: Music Review at Altarwork

Imagine yourself on the front porch of a cabin in the Smoky Mountains. The fire inside is crackling, pushing puffy plumes of grey out the chimney. Lush hills are rolling across the horizon and the first rays of a glorious orange and pink sunset are appearing. There’s a faint hint of mildew mixed with evergreen […]

The Hope of Rootedness

Welcome Home! New Birch Trees It’s been two months since I’ve published a post. Here’s a summary of what’s been going on: we finished building our home, moved across town into said home, moved back out while the first floor was re-sanded (the wood floors were the wrong color initially), and have been dealing with […]

On Moving

I find myself surrounded yet again by boxes. Tall, white wardrobe boxes. Short, shallow boxes for books. Medium boxes that can accommodate lamps, pillows, and art. I’ve packed up a home so many times before, it has a familiar rhythm-one that isn’t all that unwelcome. The possibility of a new start and fresh aesthetic extends a welcome […]

On Being Creatively Constipated

A friend of mine commented the other day, “I noticed you haven’t been posting as much as you used to.” It’s true, and it bothers me. Writing infrequently in recent months has morphed into some combination of guilt, frustration, and shame. Maybe you can relate regarding some creative endeavor of your own? I feel like […]

Home Building Updates

We’ve been building our house for years. Okay, that’s an exaggeration, but it seems like it. When we moved to Wisconsin the fall of 2015, we looked at homes for a few months and decided that building was the best option for us. We found a lot location that provided walkability to downtown with it’s coffee […]