Light it up

So here I am.  Faced with the conviction that I have been recklessly using grace and a desire to “hole-up” as an excuse to run away from writing and working on this blog.  My mind was brought back to a time about a year ago where I would actually stay up past 10:30 pm on… Continue reading Light it up

Write for Recovery, or How I learned to Love to Journal

When I was about 9 or 10, I got my first journal for Christmas. It had faint lines to guide my writing so that I could get going on the road to self-expression. My teacher, seeing some spark of restless creativity, had written a referral for a creative writing class earlier in the year. My… Continue reading Write for Recovery, or How I learned to Love to Journal