Deadlifts and Lipstick

and everything in between

A Dress to Remember

I pulled out my favorite summer dress and let it fall familiarly over me as I smiled at the memories enshrouded in the fabric. It’s purple and pink and everything that makes me feel free.

MySelfies Myself

As my Project 365 comes to a close, I am going to take some time to reflect, and write, about the lessons that came with it. The project helped me be strong enough to ask for help; to be more vulnerable. It’s hard, it sucks, and I wouldn't trade it for anything.

The Things We Keep

I want the things that I save and allow to occupy space in my life to invoke a smile, a warmth, to represent a memory recognizable mainly to me.

But, sometimes poetry

After my official break up with fiction, I've been steadily committed to working on my memoir project and this space. For as long as I can remember, I've been writing something. I don't know life without it.  My first true love... Continue Reading →

Defying Gravity

Returning from Texas I told my trainer I was ready for more... I looked at her and said: “I want to be strong.”


I think we’re all still just pushing through the season while dreaming of spring’s flowers, summer’s beaches, and fall’s foliage. I sometimes wonder if this is a life but for the time being I am an island. I am bloody Ibiza! As long as I’m not Greenland I’ll be fine.

My Break Up With Fiction

I simply found myself unable to write the ending I’d come to rely on. It wasn’t the ending I wanted for my characters anymore. It wasn’t the ending I wanted for me anymore.

Airing Dirty Laundry

Despite my penchant for liking to wear clean clothes, laundry day is the worst. In fairness, I also despise vacuuming, dishes, taking the trash out, dusting—domestic goddess I’m not...

A Semi-Inked Life

The question the guy in the bar didn’t ask was why. Why get a tattoo is a question I get on a regular basis. … why, indeed.

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