My whole life sort of ended when my mom died.
My grief is tremendous but my love is bigger.
You've earned the right to grow. You're going to have to carry the water yourself.
Write like a motherfucker.
It was only when I rounded a bend and glimpsed the white peaks ahead that I doubled my abilities, only when I thought how far i had yet to go that i lost faith that I would get there
Jean-Paul Sartre famously said that hell is other people, which is true enough, but truer still is hell is other people’s boyfriends
My mother's death put me in touch with my most savage self. As I've grown up and come to terms with her death and accepted it, the pieces of her that I keep don't exist materially.
You can’t take a class if taking a class feels like it’s going to kill you. Faking it never works. If you don’t believe me, read Richard Wright. Read Charlotte Brontë. Read Joy Harjo. Read Toni Morris...
SUGGESTED READING The Dream of a Common Language by Adrienne Rich; Motherless Daughters by Hope Edelman; As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner; The Ten Thousand Things by Maria Dermout; My First Summer i...
So this is the Sierras, eh? he said, looking out over the dark lake. All that time growing up I never made it up here before. It’s the Range of Light, I said, passing the joint back to him. That’s wha...
The Dream of a Common Language by Adrienne Rich; Motherless Daughters by Hope Edelman; As I Lay Dying by William Faulkner; The Ten Thousand Things by Maria Dermout; My First Summer in the Sierra by Jo...
Our land: The Encyclopedia of Organic Gardening and Double Yoga. Northland Wildflowers and Quilts to Wear. Songs for the Dulcimer and Bread Baking Basics. Using Plants for Healing and I Always Look Up...