Small Joys and Good People
It’s been a weird week. Couple of weeks? Whatever. The weird is real. Today, it’s raining for what feels like the millionth day in a row. It’s the kind of...
Not Your Train Wreck*
The other day, I found out—entirely by accident—that someone who once meant a lot to me almost died. We don’t talk anymore for lots of reasons, and it’s one...
The living bird is not its labeled bones*
The truth, sometimes, is an interesting creature. You can arrange everything precisely. You can craft the story you want. You can find the correct words. You...
New York and Other Things
Last weekend, I had a truly magical time in NYC. I spent a few days with a dear friend, delightfully toddling after her cats, chatting over coffee, walking...
Sometimes, the Missing Gets Louder
I have had a lot of good news lately. Some I’ve shared. Some I haven’t yet. This morning, on the treadmill at unholy o’clock in the morning, I found out that...
Variation on a Theme
I am, at heart, a dork. A Golden Retriever of a human. A Muppet. I don’t do small feelings, and I find it easy to see the joy in everything. It’s not an act...
Bids for Connection
It’s easy to feel isolated and alone, sometimes. Life is messy. There’s a lot of noise. And yet, given the technology we have, it’s almost baffling how the...
Beauty in the Chaos
Today, I stepped outside because the little neighborhood was at the door, bellowing for me. He did his happy little chirping and then demanded to be held....
Piece by Piece
The simple truths should be said more. Of course, they’re not really simple when you examine them. I love seeing your name on my phone. You have the best...
The Power of the People
This week, Senator Cory Booker (Jersey, baby!) did something incredible. (Gift link: https://www.nytimes.com/2025/04/02/nyregion/cory-booker-speech-...
The Way We Sometimes Uproot Ourselves
Even when the tide of the past has ebbed, it still returns. Not as powerful as it once was, perhaps. But things don’t need to be powerful to be devastating....
If Your Work Was Stolen by Meta...
So, by now, the entire writing community is up in arms, because greedy assholes have illegally stolen folks work and livelihood—knowingly. To check if your...
Today's Small Magicks
Lately, I have been trying to be vulnerable. Open. Because someone always needs to take the first step. Offer, and see what happens. It doesn’t always come...
A Few Good Things and a Small Request
Today, I am trying to remember good things. Yesterday, two anti-trans bills got booted out of Montana, thanks in no small part to some epic speeches from...
Baby, I Was a Miracle
This morning, I watched a small spider descend from someplace hidden, landing on a bit of dried flowers above my desk. It then sat completely still, as if it...
Love Letters and the Ace of Cups
Love is something that can stop us in our tracks. It can tilt the world sideways, but it can also set it right again. It is the one thing worth risking...
Your Girl Is Tired
Today hasn’t been a great day. For one thing, I’m stressed out about The Horrors (politics, fueled by assholes). Truly, there are days it just gets to me....
Love in the Time of...Whatever the Hell This Is
With Valentine’s Day right around the corner, it seems inescapable. And while people often get angry or annoyed with the holiday—citing a manufactured day to...
U.S. Frens
Hey, so, this is important. The New York Times (gift link) has reported that FBI officials have been ordered to resign or be fired by Monday, Feb. 3. To be...
This Isn't a Magic Spell
When my mom died years ago, I remember who showed up. And who didn’t. And how surprised I was in both directions, to some extent. A dear friend told me she’d...