One aspect of my 2019 Self Care motto is to play more. In the spirit of a holiday week, I decided to offer a different kind of entertainment. I hope the crossword adds to your merrymaking, or provides a quiet respite on a busy day. Putting it together for you brought me a lot of […]
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Summer 2019
On BornWilder
BornWilder is not simply the name of a website. It was chosen in homage to my struggle in establishing identity during my late twenties. Woman, (single) mother, and writer. Often times the most significant decisions we make are ones that go unnoticed by others. Read the story here.
Read a New Essay
Barely South Review published my first true-blue (personal) essay, "Where Are We Going After this?" Here's one thing Managing Editor Shayne Clark had to say in his editor's note: "We are proud to present this volume, as none of these short works cut any corners, take the easy way out, or soften the blow. They stand on their own in defying the norms we all think hold society together, but when we stop and think about it are broken."
There's two ways to get the issue:
1) Order on Amazon for $10.00
2) Read the issue online
Listen to my First Interview
In November 2018 I served as writer-in-residence for NC Poet Laureate Jaki Shelton Green's SistaWRITE retreat in Ocracoke, NC. Peter Vankevich of WOVV 90.1 Ocracoke Community Radio, interviewed Jaki on her appointment as NC Poet Laureate, and then I talked about my journey as a writer, and my writer-in-residence experience. Listen now!
On Intent
Last summer I gave a sermon at The Community Church of Chapel Hill Unitarian Universalist. An early draft included a section on the four stages of competence. It didn’t make the final cut, but the four stages provided me a new pathway to thinking about the learning process. Four stages of competence: Unconscious incompetence – […]
On Experience
When I created my Facebook account in 2008, I felt daunted by the About Me section. Full disclosure: I’m not a natural at this sort of thing. I overthink. I doubt. Rinse and repeat. Not knowing what the world of Facebook would eventually entail (I joined to keep up with friends from graduate school), I […]
