We are back in Vermont, back at the cabin for the third year in a row. It feels familiar now: the wood stove, the bedroom…
Something New
I start writing my next novel on a Wednesday in early January. It is a story that has been in my head for almost two…
Footprints in the Snow, Part Two
As with most holiday seasons, Christmas Eve was upon him before he knew it. It wasn’t because he was busy or had family and friends…
Footprints in the Snow, Part One
The neighbor’s eyes were wide with an almost excited look as she told him the story from his front steps. She had heard the story…
Disconnect
It has been a month since I deleted all social media from my phone. At first I was nervous, which told me it was something…
This Year
On the morning of the first frost, I put on my highlighter yellow fleece, crocheted headband, and running shoes. I run but I don’t consider…
Behind
As I write this I have 1,042 unread emails in my inbox (if you are one of them I am deeply sorry). The dishes, despite…
Apollo
My husband meets me in the hallway when I wake up. “There’s something wrong with Apollo,” he tells me, worry on his face. “What?” I…
Countdown
The ABC End-of-Year Countdown is in full swing at my children’s school. Today is T: Tell and Show Day, and my children bring in special…
Indiana
The first trip happened during a snowstorm. I was twenty-one and my husband, then fiancé, and I had to stop in Ohio just before the…