The Tower
A flash prose piece written based on a memory of Florence, as part of Asheville’s Monday evening workshops.
A Vodka in Holič
A travel memory from the original Venture. Something you should know about me: I’m pretty unlucky. This is one of the reasons I get travel anxiety, because whenever I step out of my cozy little sphere of comfort, things inevitably go wrong — like the time I ended up in Rome without a place to…
Celebrate Everything
There are no shortcuts in publishing, and no guarantees. But what does stale cake have to do with writing success?
A Character History
Being a brief history of your author and the circumstances which led her to take up the pen…
Writing Is More Than A Solo Adventure
When the writing gets lonely, it’s time to build your community so you can gather your party before venturing forth…
Diagnosing the Body
The first time I end up in the mental ward, I swear it’ll be the only time… a short memoir.
A Story is a Moment of Change
One of the first exercises that we were assigned during my writing studies at UNC Asheville was the “circular story”. In a page or so, we were to write a complete narrative. The caveat, of course, was that the story had to begin and end “in the same place”…
The Liturgy of the Word
A flash memoir on loss and religion, this piece was originally published in the print edition of the 2012 edition of Headwaters, UNCA’s creative arts magazine.
Writing is a Long and Winding Road
All we can do is take Things day by day… I have a confession to make: I am a slow writer. Like snail’s pace slow. Like sloth-migration slow. Like glacier creating a lake bed in granite during the deepest depths of an ice age slow. I blame most of this literary sluggishness on the fact…
