As a writer, I know the benefits and enjoy the act of reflecting, perhaps too much.
Tag Archives: new year
Breaks and beginnings
Even-numbered years, for me, tend to be split in two.
Notes from the bottomless pit
I have been so scattered during the first month of 2017 that my thoughts can only come in a list of bullet points.
Dozens
In which I revisit my twelve-year-old self to talk about these past twelve months and my twenty-four-year-old self.