You guys, I have some incredibly special news today.
For the past several months, my dear friend Kara at McFarlane Photography and I have been working on a super secret project. At the beginning of this year, she introduced me to a retailer based in Cambodia called Penh Lenh - they employ female artisans overcoming trauma and working to build new lives for themselves and their families, and craft the most gorgeous handmade jewelry, apparel, and accessories.
I instantly fell in love with the hearts behind this business; it's so beautiful to me that such painful situations can be redeemed through sisterhood (the word penh lenh means "whole"). Read More
Hi. It's me.
The last time we spoke, I'd just quit my job at a nonprofit serving homeless women. I was marching on city hall on the day after the inauguration. Then for about three months, I went off the grid. Read More
On Friday, January 20, I said my goodbyes to my colleagues and clients at the nonprofit I'd worked at for two and a half years.
Since Tuesday (because we were off on Monday), people had been asking me what my last week felt like, and I would say, "Oh, well, it's very sad." And it was. Or, "Oh, I'm excited." And I was.
On my last day in the office, I knelt on the floor at the end of the hall, and spray-glued feminist signage we'd printed on the office printer to posterboard for the Women's March. Three people watched over my shoulder, asking if I'd share my spray-glue. We might have gotten a little high off the aerosol. A few of us, me included, glued our fingers together. At one point, someone blasted Beyoncé's "Formation." Read More
(click here to read mini-reviews from 2014 and 2015.)
I'll be honest. I read a lot less this year than I usually do. It's been a rough year all the way around, and I'll probably talk about that later. Meanwhile, I'm writing this annual mini-review post because it brings me joy and also, there's little I love more than telling people what to read and how to live their lives.
Lezzgo. Read More
Yesterday morning, at around 7:45am, I finished the second draft of hail the pumpkin king -a novel whose first draft I finished almost a year ago today (I wasn't writing Draft 2 that whole time, I swear, just for about 4 months on and off).
This is the first book I've written multiple drafts of while also working full-time. It's also the first book whose first draft I've underwritten. And just when I feel like I'm learning things, I look up the D2 wordcount and there it is: 11,000 words that were not there before. Read More
dear dead novel #1,
You were the one.
The one that made me realize I could do it. Really do it. Write a book. A whole book.
You were a few hundred handwritten pages of pure, magical dream-fever. Sure, you were about talking horses running wild in Wyoming. Sure, half of you now lies smudged, faded, and illegible in a drawer because I was too naive to write with a pen and not a pencil. But Novel, I remember the long summer nights we spent together. Read More
Hi, guys. This will be short, I promise. This past week, a post I wrote for The Yellow Conference went live, and I reread it for the first time since I wrote it back in May. It's about saying no and having the courage to set boundaries for ourselves. Read More
It kind of feels like 2016 is on fire. At least, to me. I know that most of my friends have felt the same sort of heaviness of this year - and it's a bizarre thing to think that seven months ago we were all looking forward to a year in which maybe everything would be better. Was it naive of us to think that things could get better?
I don't know. Read More
Here's a fun party story: Over the course of my life, I've written five novels. Despite this, it took me a long time until I found the nerve to start calling myself "a writer." This was largely because for the majority of my writing life, I was unrepresented and unpublished and yaddayaddayadda I overvalued the validation of other people.
Now? I'm not unpublished anymore. But I am still unrepresented. Read More
This past weekend marked the end of book festival season with YALLWEST, the only dedicated Young Adult bookfest in southern California. After I got home, my roommate said, "And now you hibernate for another year in preparation for 2017 book festival season." Which is, I have to say, like 99% accurate. Read More