The Inner Voice of Truth

I’m not sure when exactly my love of reading transformed into a desire that included wanting to write, or how that desire took root in my heart and mind. Because while I have many happy memories around reading—trips to the library, reading books in my class in which...

No Match for Writer’s Block

Although not nearly as strong physically nor as prone to wearing tights and a cape, I do believe writers, like me, hold one thing in common with the likes of Superman. We have our own version of Kryptonite, and that is . . . Writer’s Block. And, like Superman, writers...

The Write Time

When I graduated from high school, I remember all of the different conversations that circulated around us as seniors who were in the midst of one of our first big transitions—where were people headed after graduation. By that time, most of us had heard from the...

What Makes an Artist

In only the past two days, each of my teenage artists has questioned whether they are indeed artists. One has lamented her talent and and ability while also questioning whether anyone else outside of a small, specialized niche would ever be interested in her art and...

Just Because

As you may know, the premise of this blog is that love is not so much an emotion we experience as depicted in the movies or books, a feeling that carries us away on clouds surrounded by rainbows and unicorns, but that love is a choice we get to make each and every day...