A reminder that stories matter
With Little O napping, a cup of tea at my side, and a deluge of sun at my window, I find myself with a few moments to sit here with words. Usually, I’d use the time to work on my novel or plug away at essays and articles I try to pitch for publication or for the rare freelance work or to find some work or any work or more work but there’s an exhaustion that comes with spending every spare minute working toward something, instead of just being with the time we have. These past
