I don’t think I—or anyone, for that matter—quite realized what went into that rooftop performance, made infamous because it was the first live performance in over three years and would also be their last
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…this year was always the year we were going to travel to my husband’s home country for Christmas.
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But hidden within those “shiny” themes can be in-depth character development or symbolism that a child wouldn’t necessarily pick up on.
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But is it okay to live in the glow of your current piece of art?
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“What the heck are meta tags?”
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…it was the first time I knew our well of miracles had dried up.
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A fear grew in me that my readers would make the same assumption. That they’d read my book and assume I was writing from experience, and that “evil-mother” trope I had committed to page was a caricature of my mother.
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The Arts became legitimate lifelines for those who were completely isolated. Which I look at as one of the blessings of the pandemic; people actually had the time to dedicate to the things they love. The things that spark joy and are easily thrown to the side when life gets too hectic.
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The minutes and hours of April 17th and 18th are now etched into my soul, and they are moments I will gladly pass on to you. And there is no day better than today—the eve of your birthday—than to tell it.
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Every generation has one of those moments where the world stands still.
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This scene is the cinematic embodiment of a writer’s super power: our pens are the vehicles for truth.
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My attention was split between the road and watching my husband and son in the rearview mirror. He was leaning back in his seat, big smile on his face and singing his favorite song to our son.
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At the end of four years, I—like the rest of my class—couldn’t wait to get out. Spread our wings, take everything they taught us and burst the Basil bubble!
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…if I dropped off to sleep mid-sentence, there’s no way I’ll remember what just happened AND I know my husband isn’t placing my book mark in the right spot. So, I end up reading the same passage 2 or 3 times.
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Tomorrow, I will leave your side for the first time in 12 weeks, so I can help provide a future for you—the bane of all working moms once their maternity leave has ended.
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I looked into his eyes and felt his breath on my skin, and none of it mattered.
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I feel like I’m mourning the delivery experience that Covid-19 has stolen from me.
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Lately, I’ve been feeling pretty downtrodden when it comes to my own art and I’ve been turning to the Beatles a bit more than usual. With one song in particular…
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“I talk to the cat a lot. He’s a boy.”
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It’s a magical time of year, one that I have cherished my entire life—largely due to my parents and the wonderful memories they created for me and my sisters.
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