On a whim, I emailed the author of a book I just finished to tell her I loved it and that I’d love to chat with her about her journey as a writer and my own ideas. She wrote back to tell me she loved my email, and now we’re setting up a Zoom call! I’m feeling so inspired.

Reading criticisms of parenting in public makes me wonder if people think children are robots, and parents are just refusing to press the right button. Some parents are inattentive, sure, but usually it’s just that they are tiny people with wills of their own and we’re doing our best.

I have this feeling it’s my time: I’m finally going to re-enroll in grad school and finish my degree.

Yes, hello!!

Many commentators say that vigilante groups are never the answer. But they clearly don't know about the masked Ecuadorian trio named “Acción Ortográfica Quito,” who roam the streets at night with a singular purpose: to correct all the spelling and grammar mistakes they find in graffiti.

Keeping up my #NoNews streak and looking for something to enjoy with a cup of warm cider this weekend. What’s everyone watching and/or reading?

That’s great, but… we gotta leave some of those folks on Twitter. 😬

I need a course on gentle parenting under fascism, because my cortisol levels are not ideal for bedtime shenanigans/delays.

I don’t feel an ounce of guilt about turning off the news, unsubscribing from newspapers/newsletters/podcasts, or deactivating Twitter. Protecting my peace. ✨