Dia de los Muertos: When Foreign Feels like Home
The final years I worked in Guatemala, each mini bus shuttle ride became increasingly excruciating as I listened to individuals who spent...
A Matter of Grit
Roosters are fiery and often fierce. They bluster with wings and charge forward to make a point, no one should dare knock them over. ...
Not on the Page: Especially when you only get one
“Nothing changed.” “What-” “Where is the resolution to the scene?” “Well-” “How did this help me understand the characters better? How...
Because. . . Actually, just because.
“People don’t understand,” my dad flips his newspaper and folds it away. Today he’s serious. The documentary on the Vietnam War is in...
Fit to Print
I haven’t seen Hannah in a year. I’m so excited for this lunch and planned it so that she could brighten my day after the writing class...
Laundry
On Sundays I do laundry if I can. In many ways it’s a relief. In Guatemala it was both a chore and a way to pass the time, so...
Think You Don't Need an Editor? Can it!
I have lamented more than once, albeit more deeply while living in Guatemala, the lack of kinship I appear to have with women from my own...
The Long Way 'Round
Queen Anne’s Lace and an unnamed purple flower cut in a similar style tickle the roadsides I pass along the country highway. The cool...
