The night before Thanksgiving, I learned how to play hand bells with my ridiculously talented musical friends, the Fisher twins. As Aubrey and Allison laid out the three bells I’d be holding for our Christmas medley, Aubrey was kind enough... Continue Reading →
Friends, This winter, I'll be packing up my life and my little white Subaru and moving to Nashville, Tennessee. For real, this time. Some of you have probably heard talk of this before—sometimes in dreamy whispers or maybe even as... Continue Reading →
The following excerpt is from my creative nonfiction work-in-progress. . . . It was dusk when I laced up my running shoes on the trails behind campus. These trails were almost more familiar than my own breath now, winding in... Continue Reading →
One of the rewards of working in the William Jessup University Learning Commons is working alongside two lovely career counselors, who are always down to "talk about life" if they aren't already networking in the community or slammed with student... Continue Reading →
Last September, while staying at a cabin in Tahoe, I received an email with an incredible opportunity to build and teach a new Editing and Publishing course for the professional writing concentration at William Jessup University. I wrote back immediately. "Yes,... Continue Reading →
Dear friends, Happy 2018! As the murmur of midnight fireworks fades from my neighborhood, I was inspired to write a love letter to this last year and the one we now find ourselves in. Without a doubt, this last year... Continue Reading →
This is part 2 in a series I'm writing this Christmas, exploring the lyrics and melodies behind some of my very favorite holiday songs. Read part 1 here: "We'll Take a Cup of Kindness Yet." . ... Continue Reading →
I've always been fond of the song, "Auld Lang Syne" -- and not just because it marks the end of It's a Wonderful Life, a film that often stretches far too long into the night (even though I can't help... Continue Reading →
When I was younger, I used to meander through our Three Acre Woods, listening to beautiful film scores. It was an emotionally satisfying experience that I couldn't describe at the time, but somehow needed. I've always been drawn to sad... Continue Reading →
