I... ...am a dumb dumb. Every now and again, circumstances arise that remind me that I don't always make those very solid decisions I normally take pride in. Yesterday was one of those times. Older kid had an interview in Manhattan at 11 a.m. I planned for the two of us to take the bus [...]
If you’ve been following me for a while, odds are good that you know the health crisis we’ve been through over the last year as my husband faced a scary pancreatic cancer diagnosis last spring. The kind of diagnosis you’re not supposed to get at 43. It was awful. It was traumatic. And until this [...]
Revision can be painful. Digging into the words you put so much effort into writing, not to mention deciding which of them need to go, can overwhelm a writer with fear. Which words do I cut? Filter words? Entire paragraphs? Scenes, even? What if cutting this particular scene is wrong? What if it changes the [...]
It should be me. That’s all I can think as I sit in this hospital room, watching my husband snore softly as he recovers from an invasive surgery that left him with no spleen, no gallbladder, lost lymph nodes, and half a pancreas. Why would I think this? Because I’m the one who always imagines [...]
L. Ryan Storms 