Blog Posts
When eaten in a spiral, a cinnamon roll represents forward motion, but in a circle, the way life often moves.
My week of sunset runs took on a coherent shape: my own slow, quiet celebration of our hemisphere’s descent into darkness.
A big “amen” to JOG ON by Bella Mackie, especially as we enter the cold, dark season.
Red ink is not blood, but it’s spooky season for my novel in progress.