Surrender Every fall, I wage a war with the leaves on my front lawn. My compulsive brain craves neatness.Tidiness. I rake.I mow.I bag. And yet— The next day they are invariably back again.More than before.Littering everything.Driving me mad. It is a lesson […]
People often ask why I wrote Things That Break Us. Sometimes I give the short answer: that I sat down in front of my computer during the pandemic and the story simply poured out of me. But the real reason runs deeper […]
On Friday, my elementary school kids had a lockdown. Not a drill. A real one that lasted hours because three armed men were loose in our suburban neighborhood. Before the police clarified that the threat was external to the school, my kids […]
Pub Day: On Holding Joy and Grief Together Today, my debut novel Things That Break Us steps out into the world. It follows yesterday, the two-year anniversary of my mom’s death. There’s something about that timing that feels so lifey (to quote Anne […]
