Lately more than ever the evolving concept and reality of community have been my saving grace during this time of upheaval and uncertainty. It is the community that I am brought back to again and again.
FROM THE QUILL
DIVE IN
WRITING AS RELEASE
Since Covid came through and swept us up into a state of stillness, reflection and a bit of life assessment, I have come to realize that I had been sold a big, big, big lie.
FROM THE QUILL
DIVE IN
prose with purpose
When my estranged husband and father of my four young children passed away suddenly almost 9 years ago the one thing I heard over and over again was how strong I was. This despite the fact that I stopped eating for the most part, I couldn’t care for my children adequately, and I would spend most days staring out the window of our home.
FROM THE QUILL
DIVE IN
WRITING AS RELEASE
What gives you the right to call yourself an artist? What gives you the courage to put it out there and claim that space? I have always known that I was an artist.
