I have realized that I would absolutely read way more books in a year if I decided to devote my reading time solely to romance. These are quick reads for me, the ones I am most likely to stay up way too late reading, or pick up on a weekend
This book begins with a stillbirth, a tragic loss, yet the woman who had just left the tiny body behind in the wilderness seemed somehow cold and distant to me. When I first started reading this book, I didn’t make it very far before setting it aside. But eventually
I saw a moose who wasn’t there and thought of you. Yesterday, he had been there—standing tall and majestic. My breath caught in my throat as I came up over the rise where the trees give way to the blueberry barren and caught sight of him walking towards
Before I dove back into the darkness of the other book I am still trying to make my way through, I took a break to enjoy something light and happy. Romance novels are a favorite of mine, even though I’ve had to reach my middle adulthood to feel like
On Sunday, October 20, 2024, I sat on a rock listening to the waves rush against the rocky point of Western Head in Cutler. I couldn’t help but be grateful to be in this wild and beautiful place. The waves rushed back and forth in their never-ending dance with
Oddly, I set aside a book I had started that felt too dark and then somehow managed to read two other fairly dark books. This is the second of those. While it is definitely dark, it is also one of the most engaging books I have ever picked up. The
Part historical fiction and part magical realism, this book is full of the stories of black women and the sacrifices they made for freedom for themselves and others. There’s a lot of beauty in the book, but also a lot of ugliness, which is not surprising considering the topic.
Welcome to all new and old readers. If you are a new reader, please check out my About page for more details of who I am. I recently made a commitment to devote two full afternoons a month to writing. It may not sound like much, but in the midst
It’s raining again as it has off and on for the last few days and many other days for this entire month. A wind ruffles the new leaves of the apple tree outside my living room window. Pink and white flower buds cover the tree, a few tentatively opening
1. Anniversaries are somewhat meaningless in measuring wisdom. We cannot expect someone to have the answers to healthy relationships just because they have been married a long time. And though I don’t think it is wrong to recognize and celebrate certain milestones, I also feel strongly that longevity is
At the end of last winter, I remember going for a walk during the season of Lent, down one of the rural roads near where we live. I walked through the forest—overgrown and tumbling cabin walls marking the remains of long abandoned homesteads. It was bitter cold, and everything
Two weeks ago, I drove 15 minutes to a nearby CVS to get my COVID booster and my flu vaccine. This is only the third time that I’ve gotten a flu shot. The first time was in 2005. That was the year I gave birth to Emma Anne. Because