Hi there. It’s been a while. Perhaps a four-year absence from blogging warrants a catch-up? Maybe let’s start with a little roundup of several good, true and beautiful things that have captured my attention while I’ve been away.
Tag: personal essay
as the hands in charge move me
The following is the second of what hopefully becomes a regular, infrequent series on this site: personal essays relating to food or writing themes. If you are a writer and would like to submit a contribution, contact me. Or, if this is not your thing, visit the home page for what else is new!
I started food blogging in 2008. The original site where I wrote got sold in 2017 and has since been repurposed, but I can remember the archives via the Internet’s Way Back Machine—and yesterday I did. I was 25 when I started the blog, a year out of grad school. My day job was boring, I read food blogs for fun and I was trying to learn to write another way. The blog was practice.
Read Morefrom the garden where I have been put
The following is the first of what hopefully becomes a regular, infrequent series on this site: personal essays relating to food themes. If you are a writer and would like to submit a contribution, contact me. Or, if creative nonfiction about food is not your thing, visit the home page for what else is new!
As a freelance writer and mother of two small children, I dwell in two dichotomous realities: the immaterial world of articulating concepts and the material world of childcare needs. My managers ask me to put ideas into sentences; my children ask me to give them something to eat.
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