Most of my life I’ve had a giant writing block, which for me is caused by either fear or laziness. Sometimes it’s a little of both. Writing is hard. My solution has been to create this blog and force myself to hit “publish” with trembling fingers. I have a degree in journalism, worked as a reporter for my hometown newspaper, edited a magazine, ghostwrote two books, and freelanced as an editor. I’m not new to writing, but I also know how difficult it is to communicate our stories well. I hope by writing authentically, I can encourage you to share your own story.
A few other things about me. I live in Tulsa, near our vibrant downtown in a 91-year-old house that we rescued from the shallow depths of despair. Its sloping floors and creepy creaks make me feel connected to history, and remind me that imperfection is always more interesting than polished beauty. My husband and I have three children, one of whom joined our family through adoption when she was a year old. I am also adopted, and in 2019 reconnected with my biological father which is a story that is still unfolding.
I’m learning a new normal in this season of pandemic, quarantine and general uncertainty and I’m sure you are too. My hope is that we can use this time to begin new stories of courage, creativity, compassion and hope. What’s your story? I would love to hear from you in comments, by email, or connect with me on Instagram or Facebook