Can I tell you a secret? Over the past 24 hours, I’ve changed my phone number … and my legal name. I’ve registered a new web domain, taken ((my own!)) professional headshot, and spent a lot of time brainstorming, scribbling, explaining and dreaming. Let’s just say that there are **a lot** of changes in […]
Tag: writing
other tongues …
I have spent my life in the company of those who like to talk about words. Their power (so they say) mightier than the sword.
But words are just one language, and — hear me — there are others. Ones I am just now beginning to learn…
things left unsaid …
Whatever you’ve been meaning to say … I hope you say it today: Speak gentle. Speak thoughtful. Speak breathless. Speak bold. Speak honest, even if honesty feels rusty in your mouth. Go on now. Take a breath … Begin again. ❤
Ask me anything …
Can I tell you a secret? It’s weird, keeping a blog. I post photographs and snippets of poetry — sometimes shamelessly personal prose. I dream in blazing black-and-white, and then I come here and splash those dreams on the screen. Still, though … There’s so very little you know about me. And you know what […]
2015, in Five Favorite Posts: a Year in Review
Moment of honesty? For me, 2015 was a disorienting 365 days — full of deep heartache and astounding joy… I lost. I lost a lot. I lost relationships and social circles and beliefs I thought I was destined to keep, and yet somehow, I gained a hundred times that in new friends, new opportunities, rich community, and more […]
The truth behind the quiet …
If you’ve been reading my words for awhile, you may have noticed a quiet here, building. It’s not that I haven’t been posting; it’s just that I haven’t been saying very much. This is a tell: it’s something I always do before I’m about to speak. … A little intake of breath, I suppose. […]
Let’s talk …
Last week, quietly and without much fanfare, alpha // whiskey // foxtrot surpassed a milestone that still blows my mind a little bit: by my latest check, I’ve got 1,066 followers and counting. I’ll be honest: this is both wonderful and a little unsettling. Most days, I envision myself writing to about as many friends as I […]
I am going to tell you a secret now …
At least once a week, some kind, well-meaning person asks me when I am going to write a book. And inside, where you can’t see it, I flinch. Now, the Current Me, the one you can see standing in front of you — she doesn’t flinch. She stands there with her smooth face and her smile, […]
Flashback: When a Bridge is a Roadside Cathedral & There’s Water Underneath …
As the month of October draws to a close, so does my little anniversary series, Flashback. All month long, I’ve been interspersing my current work with some of my favorite throwback posts — all in celebration of alpha // whiskey // foxtrot’s one-year anniversary. This is one of two last posts I’ll be sharing with […]
This is me, before I wore my body like a ball & chain … {on innocence lost … & joy reclaimed}
The other day, while rummaging around in an old box of photos, I stumbled over this snapshot from the 1990s, and I just couldn’t look away: For two days now I’ve been going back to it, trying to puzzle what it is about the image that haunts me so. And then today, it struck me: […]
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