How my 2017 Goodreads Challenge is going so far.
Food connects us to our past and future without having to leave our kitchens.
How Bored was Thoreau: a short story I wrote while hiking through the woods. And yes, this is pretty much what I do all the time. Every moment has a story I am making up.
Today was all about outlining in my writing life, so I took a break with my favorite painting tutorial #paintingwithjane to decompress.
Last night my family and I hosted a dinner for friends for World Refugee Day #EatforSyria I would show you pictures but we were having too much fun and eating tasty food to stop and pose. You will just have to picture the stuffed grape leaves, the Kibbe dripping with juices, falafel and hummus and... Continue Reading →
Much like my writing, life gets in the way of recharge time. Kid schedules. My schedule, work whatever it is likes to elbow its way in and plop itself into the middle of whatever I am trying to do. A lot like my dog Rina. I am hosting a #eatlikesyria party tomorrow for some friends.... Continue Reading →
It didn't occur to me until I was an adult and had children of my own how much tradition matters. Not that tradition matters for its own sake, but traditions connect us to who we are in a world that pushes us to all be the same. When my husband and I settled in... Continue Reading →
This spring was intense. I won a free spot in the Story Genius/Author Accelerator course this spring. It was 10 weeks of tough work. I wrestled with my idea like Jacob grabbing for his birthright. I learned a lot and my book coach kept bringing me back to the idea. At the end of the... Continue Reading →
There has to be a rule, that if a mom suggests a book to her child/ren he/she/they will adamantly refuse until someone who isn't their mother suggests it.
Freeing up my head so I can feed my creative side.