Gap Years are for Parents, Too

I can go on and on about what we hoped for Emma while she was on her gap year, but I hadn’t really thought much about what it would be like for me. Her mom. She hasn’t called me “Mommy” in years. While I’ve never thought of myself as a...

Hope is Not…

Many of you know that I took the UW Literary Fiction Program a few years ago. Scott was the instructor of the class, and he’d mention his novel every now and again. His blog is filled with interesting additional insights about his process and how he twists the...