I’m learning to tell my own story, and I am also learning to listen and to fall in love with everyone else’s story. My favorite novel of all time, The Special Topics in Calamity…

I’m trying to be an open book, but I’ll leave blank pages to keep even myself guessing. It’s where the words turn themselves into oceans and then into waves. I feel so far from…

Today has been so wonderful. I could prepare a list. I could draw a chart. I could take a million pictures, but that still would not portray the internal excitement that I felt as…

I told myself that I was going to become a better writer/blogger. However, realizing the weight of my schedule, I’m seeing that writing is going to have to literally be scheduled in. Somehow, someway…

My current atmosphere is a small, eccentric coffee shop in downtown Chicago. I guess this is a nice time to drop its name in order to further their fantastic reputation. Thank you, Cafe Ballou.…

Here is to the one who learns to trust. Here is to the one who begins brick-by-brick. Here is to the de-layering. Here is to inching understanding that it was never meant to be…