Quarantine confessions, part deux
In my book, one of my favorite parts (to write, that is) was the “Quarantine Confessions,” a list of allContinue Reading
Author: Liz
Because life is deep, fragile as bird bones, and its edges worn smooth by grace.
Some 2020 Word Problems
If you thought the word problems of the 90s were tough (raising my hand here too) just wait for the word problems straight out of 2020.
I wrote a book!
I wrote a book, back in April/May of pandemic madness and am still excited about that achievement, can you tell?Continue Reading
Glimmer
It’s still heavy, this week. But also, there’s a small hope, isn’t there?
The Way Back
So what’s the road back? How do we get back to ourselves and each other? This may be the harderContinue Reading
Swords to Plowshares
I’ve sat with this image for a couple of weeks now. And for whatever reason, this image just seems toContinue Reading
In Unity
In unity, we rise. In courage, in determination, in scrubs, in real pants, in stretch pants and sweats. And pajamaContinue Reading
2019. Whelp.
2019–Whelp. It was an interesting year. A warning: A novel length epic here. Some highlights: Broke my right toe. ThenContinue Reading
Things I learned on Christmas break
Things I learned on Christmas break, in no particular order: 1. My family (and mostly me, if we’re being honest)Continue Reading
For a time such as this (new essay)
So, I wrote a piece about the “new” Aladdin. Yay! But a side note: for one, it’s not new; it’sContinue Reading
