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Life after art

Back when I was about four or so, I loved to draw. I distinctly remember asking my mom to draw pictures with me one afternoon, so we sat in my room at the bite-sized table and chairs, the sunlight striking diagonally through the window and onto my bed. And we drew. My mom drew a (read more…)

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Notes from a blue bike

Pre-order the book, and you’ll tell the Big Book People who you love to read and support. Thanks! I still remember where I was sitting and where Kyle was standing. We were in the living room of our long-term temporary home in Austin, where we were transitioning between our life in Turkey and who-knows-what’s-next. My (read more…)

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The Artist’s Daughter

There’s something magically delicious about entering a story, when you get lost in the setting, the sights and smells, the delightful word play that sharpens the focus as you imagine the story unfold in your mind. And when that great story can help you live a better story of your own? Even better. The Artist’s (read more…)

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What I’m reading this summer

One of my favorite things about summer is finding extra time to read. The days are longer, there’s not as much go go go from one place to the next, I slow down my work, and my kids enjoy a lot more free play (aka, Mom gets to sit in a chair nearby with a (read more…)

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Freefall to Fly

If it were possible to feel an emotion when I went through depression several years ago, that emotion would have been surprised. I never pegged myself as someone prone to depression, and besides, I always thought depression meant crying, walking around feeling sad all the time, and triggered by something traumatic or heartbreaking. But since (read more…)

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