Journal
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On the Hill
Cool prairie wind blows strands of hair across my brow. We are surrounded by people. Some I know and some I don’t. Their wet eyes are on us. Across the field is the…
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Secret Paintings
The first thing you saw when you walked into the art room was a life sized papier-mâché Buddy Holly. The walls were a sprawling quilt of patchwork murals of animals, skulls, or cars,…
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“You Could Make That Cheaper” and Other Crafting Lies
When you walk around on this Earth as a person who makes things, there will inevitably come a time when someone in your life who doesn’t make things, will turn to you as…
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How I’m Curating My Life
On how I'm curating my life to avoid wasting time on websites that distract me from my goals.
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My Relationship With Depression and Creativity
I have PTSD and major depressive disorder. Whether the former is responsible for the latter I may never know, because depression also runs in my family, and so it might have become a…
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The Waiting Room
Life is a waiting room. We wait. We wait in line. We wait in cars and on buses and planes. We wait for phone calls and mail deliveries. We wait for appointments, promotions,…
