The Shoes That Have Carried Me

A list of the types of shoes I’ve worn over my life: Kid’s Keds. A favorite of mine when I was little, white and navy blue. Patent leather little girl shoes for special occasions like Easter or Christmas (in white or black). Flip-flops, which, when I was growing up, were referred to as “thongs.” Pink…

Heart, Heart, What Do I Need To Know?

You love nature You are at peace when among the trees, plants, and animals It’s okay for you to rest It’s okay for you to relax It’s okay for you to breathe deeply Do nothing Stare at the sky Be four years old again Enjoy the moment Savor the moment Connect to the moment You…

A Major Reason I Am Excited to Visit Madrid

In just two weeks, I’ll be heading to Spain to host our annual Story Circle Network International Sightseeing Tour and Writing Workshop. While I am always eager to go on these incredible trips, I am especially excited to have the chance this time to see Picasso’s Guernica in person. This extraordinary painting about the atrocities…

25 Lies Writers Tell Themselves (and How to Fight Back)

One of the biggest challenges in writing is quieting the negative self-talk that can paralyze creativity. Below are 25 common thoughts that often surface—followed by a method I’ve discovered that helps combat these discouraging messages. Why I tell myself I shouldn’t write today: How to Combat Negative Self-Talk Set a timer, pick up your notebook…

When Words Take Flight

I have been editing students’ essays and stories today— switching out a word,a phrase,sometimes an entire sentence. Cutting repetitionwhile still honoringthe rhythm of the words. Searching for themes,motifs,tropesthat cast light across the page. Delighting when I stumble uponan apt metaphor,a succinctly stated feeling,a burst of action verbsthat make me want to run,dance,and play. And always…

Lighten Our Darkness

When I was a little girl, my mother came into my room every night before bedtime so we could say our prayers. She would sit on the edge of my twin bed while I lay under the covers with my head on the pillow. “Our Father, who art in heaven,” she would begin, and I…

Vroman’s Book Reading & Signing Today

Today, I read and signed books at the beautiful Vroman’s Independent Bookstore in Pasadena. When I looked out into the audience, I saw all three of my daughters, their husbands/partners, and children, plus a whole slew of close friends who had made the trek from Burbank, Glendale, San Dimas, San Marino, Covina, and even one…