REPOST: Originally published on KC Beach Scribbles, 13 February 2020. It is winter well and good here in Surfside Beach,…
Text Tone Addiction: Oxytocin and Electronic Communication
June 2022 Composed in a Kentucky valley. I’ve put off posting this for many months. It seemed out of place.…
Hyper-Independence: Waiting for the Thaw
Ice is pattering softly on Blanche’s roof. I dread having to walk Sam today and I worry my little egg…
Reviewing Rage: Recognizing Courage
I have made multiple versions of this blog entry. They have ranged from near-confessional to raging to optimistic. I’m not…
Timing and Truth: Hearing the Voices That Matter
Sometimes, it just isn’t the right time. During my thesis defense, committee members said, “Get it out there. Move on.”…
Moving On: Letting Go of My PFD
Repost: Originally Published 2 January 2022 I’ve been parked in Las Cruces, NM for a month as I did minor…
Gnarly Bark: What Grows Through Adversity
This Texas Live Oak, looking sickly and wounded, having shed most of her leaves earlier than her cohorts, and stunted…
To Be Empty: No Anchor, Floating With Cargo
TW: This was written in a deep depression. The storage room at the coast is empty. The physical cargo has…
Lifting the Anchor: Unmooring from the Past
When I left the Upper Texas coast this time last year, I left behind a storage room full of my…
Navigating Texas Storms
Oh, these storms—literal and metaphorical. The shift in temperature and the salt air has come on the heels of increasing…