a showcase of my love affair with the written word…
There are two kinds of people in this world: those who walk gracefully through life, and those of us whose feet seem to act as target zones for falling objects. Guess which group I belong to? Just the other day, I was in the shower, feeling accomplished about buying a fresh, shiny one-liter bottle of… Continue reading Confessions of a Human Earthquake: Gravity, Shampoo Bottles, and Other Household Hazards
I never officially enrolled in Family University. There was no application form. No entrance exam. No tuition fee. And definitely no orientation seminar. Yet somehow, after years of living with my family, I appear to have earned several unofficial degrees. Bachelor of Patience. Master of Selective Hearing. Doctorate in Knowing When Mom Is About to… Continue reading Things I Have Accidentally Learned From Living With My Family
Apparently, adulthood forgot to send me the instruction manual. I checked. Nothing. No PDF. No YouTube tutorial. Not even a badly translated booklet titled So You're an Adult Now: Good Luck. I've been waiting for it for years. It hasn't arrived. So I guess we're all just making this up as we go. And surprisingly...… Continue reading I Don’t Have Everything Figured Out—and I’m Finally Okay With That
Why ordinary people tell extraordinary stories People often ask writers where they get their ideas. They expect some magical answer. A secluded cabin in the mountains. A dramatic life-changing moment. A lightning bolt of inspiration. I usually smile because the truth is far less glamorous. Most of my ideas arrive while buying groceries. Or waiting… Continue reading The Art of Noticing
