I Live in Mist


What is it about weather that inspires us to write? More specifically, why are we always moved by rain? I suppose rain symbolizes new beginnings as it cleans the streets and helps the crops and flowers grow. I think there's something more, some other reason that we like to write poems and songs and entire... Continue Reading →

Goodbye


I'm leaving Seattle and I want to cry. This has never happened. The Ice is Getting Thinner by Death Cab for Cutie came on my iPod, which doesn't help since it's full of tragedy and sadness and practically pulls the tears out of your eyeballs anyway. I've never had a great experience in Seattle. I... Continue Reading →

I’m Nine Again


I was that kid who literally shoved her nose in a book and didn't take it out until she'd flipped cover to cover. Most of my childhood memories are centered around lying on my couch, feet up, reading a book. On sick days, I'd make blanket forts in the living room and hide away, reading... Continue Reading →

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