stories from an editor with a misspelled name
Ooo, boy, my last few posts were dark and dramatic. Let's break that up a bit, shall we? In January 2015, my boyfriend (now husband, spoiler!) surprised me with a PUPPY. Meet Sully. She was a horrible puppy—don't let that fluffy face fool you. So we got her a brother. Meet Morris. They're bigger (and … Continue reading why do you always write like you’re running out of time?
This blank post with an Albus Dumbledore headline has sat untouched in my drafts folder for a year. It sat untouched inside my head for a year before that. You see, for a long time, this blog had a dedicated audience of one. Sure, others stopped in to hear about my travels or goals. But … Continue reading death is but the next great adventure
2014 tested my patience. That's the short story. The long story is, I had to come to terms with the worst parts of pet ownership. The vet costs, the sleep loss, the panic, the confusion, the sudden empty home, the lack of energy. The mind-numbing, stomachache-inducing, crippling anxiety. I've spent the better part of a year trying to … Continue reading drive out with the sun in your eyes
Every day is a blank slate. Not just Jan. 1. Not the first day of every month. Not your first day at a new job or in a new relationship. Every. Single. Day. And every hour, and minute, and second. We rely on tangible dates to kick-start the goals we fear we’ll never reach. We … Continue reading after all my plans melt into the sand
I did not get enough of Thailand last summer. The people, the scenery, the tropical weather, the kindness, the craziness -- it all left me yearning for more. I knew I'd be back some day. But I had no idea I'd be back just 14 months later. Yes, in a few short days, I'm heading … Continue reading if adventures will not befall a lady in her village, she must seek them abroad
Somewhere along the way, I became a football fan. I know -- it surprised me too. But here I am, jazzed for a Seahawks PRESEASON game, and I don't know what to do with myself. In the never-ending list of contradictions that seemed to come with the finality of my 20s, I started enjoying the … Continue reading none of what’s become of me was Seattle’s fault
One thing I've learned over the years is that my pursuit for perfection goes well past the schoolroom and the office. It's also ever-present on the playing field, a place where competition is often welcome. Unfortunately, my adrenaline pushes me to battle through pain to conquer previous scores. In childhood, it landed me a few … Continue reading by the finish line, I am drained
I work in an industry where I spend a majority of my time advising clients to "just write." "Get those ideas down on paper." "All that genius isn't helping anyone by swirling around in circles inside your head!" Ignoring the "genius" line, I should really be lecturing myself. As usual, my fear of doing something … Continue reading everything looks perfect from far away
After taking a much-longer-than-intended hiatus, I'm finally making some noise with the obligatory oh-my-god-now-I'm-30 post. (Of course I am. I'm a millenial. Our entire problem-solving process is a mental Thought Catalog article.) So here I am, entering my fourth decade, wiser and more confident than I was 10 years before. My 20s were a blur … Continue reading you’re confident but not really sure
There comes a time for doing, and there comes a time for thinking. December has been the latter for most of us -- reflection about the previous 12 months, and contemplation about the 12 months ahead. As mentioned earlier, I'm going through a pretty dreamy post-graduation period, which has fallen on the cusp of the end … Continue reading it’s time to begin, isn’t it?
a chick named carl 