You’ve gotta write like there’s no such thing as a broken heart

You’ve gotta write like there’s no such thing as a broken heart

  Yesterday, I taught a writing class. We flipped through dogeared pages of Bird by Bird together on a screened-in back porch that overlooked a wooded lot with trees changing colors on me. We waited for the french press to brew our Starbucks medium roast, then wrapped cold fingers around steaming mugs as the temperature dropped. [...]

The power & beauty of showing up to the same place at the same time.

The power & beauty of showing up to the same place at the same time.

  I remember the first time I cried in front of these women, the same four women I have met with in the same place at the same time for the last two years. Not just an ordinary cry where one delicate tear streams down your cheek, the kind where Kate Middleton might lightly dab [...]