Category: Seasonal Writing


Making Your Smoothie and Drinking It Too

Day 22: January 2 Stay in bed. Or on the couch. Or on the cold floor between the living room and your bedroom. Because the dusty wood feels good on your feverish face. Oh, and clean your floor. You’ve really fallen down on the job (pun very much intended) lately. Where’s your OCD-perfectionist-type-A persona been ...


Without Her Diadem

In honor of today’s especially cold winter weather…

Winter, We Need to Talk

Dear Winter, The reds, oranges, and yellows of November are grey and blue and soft shades of brown because of you. It’s April now, and my sundresses sit in my closet still, waiting, while my sweaters stretch and move around me each day, uninterested in keeping their shape as I shrink mine. Even the cherry ...