A PSA to non-teachers and advice for our younger selves

(Sixth grade (?) Gretchen)   A friendly PSA to all non-teachers out there: Summer is NOT a paid vacation. For every time I wanted to scream and curse but didn’t. For every pencil, I loaned and never got back and for all those that I glued ugly, fake flowers to and found broken to smithereens…

Swimming Pools, Mom Suits, and Creator Dysmorphia

Currently, I’m sitting at a local swimming pool. This was a choice made under great duress. I am, by nature, not a “pool person.”  Because I am super fair complected, afraid of bugs, and easily annoyed by small children who don’t belong to me, this makes sense. I am all for staying in my own…

Shower Musings, Pokemon, and Love

Remember that time I wrote a blog and told ya’ll to expect to hear from me. That I was all about standing up and speaking out, and then I went radio silent for the next three mos.? Life, amirite? But seriously, as a writer, I long to write all the words. Unfiltered. Prolific. Shakespearean if…

Both…and…

I don’t know about you, but my life is chalked full of contradictions. The older I get the more in-focus and ridiculous they seem. For example, I hate the cold, but I’ll probably never leave Iowa where it is a balmy -4 degree wind chill today. Here’s a good one: I am an introvert who…