As a writer, I have this habit of distancing myself sometimes while I live my life.

It’s insane the power that someone can have over you.

Fall brings out such strong feelings in me.

Lost among leaves and dreams.

Iceland’s black sand beaches inspired me.

Many people we meet are strangers to us at first. Some become something more, and other times, they remain unknown.

Cafes really get me in my feels.

I just need an Adirondack chair and fresh air.

There are few things in life better than a book.

Time, with its ripples, can be interesting.

Summer diaries <3

I love feeling connected randomly.

The imagery of baking bread inspired me.

The bright side to feeling hurt is creating art.

Sending you lots of light.

Hearing another writer speak about her writing sparked this thought for me.

I thought I would use my birthday to reflect on fast-forwarding.

Lions in libraries mean many different things, but here’s what I like to think.

What can I say? The mind of a writer is an interesting place.

As time goes on, many people miss your big moments, but they mostly miss the small victories and setbacks.