
Now Is the Time to be Rude
A friend of mine from a writer’s group had to go to the post office. Here in Nashville, it often falls on customers to enforce social distancing…
Writing never happened in a vacuum. These posts are about everything around it: summers without a schedule, children, travel, exercise, gratitude lists, tiredness, and the first weeks of the pandemic in 2020.
Some are personal. They are kept here exactly as their authors published them.

A friend of mine from a writer’s group had to go to the post office. Here in Nashville, it often falls on customers to enforce social distancing…
As I wrote on Facebook earlier, today is tentative. Today, I was supposed to start my (much-needed) two-week spring break.
Every time I write something, a well-meaning friend asks me that. It makes sense: audience is key.
Piglet noticed that even though he had a Very Small Heart, it could hold a rather large amount of Gratitude.
The best dissertation is a done dissertation. When you turn it into a book, “Good enough” is good enough.

I have never been the most athletic person. The only marathons I’ve ever participated in have involved reading books or watching screens for hours…
It’s been a while. Perhaps you haven’t noticed, but I have. It’s been a while since I’ve been able to sit down and put my thoughts to paper and…
When I was a kid, my mom would walk into my room to find me passed out amidst villages of Weebles , Barbie dolls, and race-car tracks.

Raquelle’s recent post really resonates with me tonight. I’m writing here somewhat unexpectedly, but unexpectedness has been a theme around here…
I’m not a person who moves slowly. Growing up, I spent many years taking piano lessons and practicing for hours.

As with the season itself, my summer themed blog post has gone through a lot of edits. Most recently it devolved into one sentence that started…

Last year, I spent the summer months finishing my dissertation. I was a sleepless madwoman, constantly tapping away at the computer and pacing my…

I loved reading about Angela’s summer-so-far and her summer plans . My summer-so-far hasn’t been as exciting in some ways (yet crazy in others),…

Summer is in full swing and the Smart Women want to talk about what each of their summers looks like.
ALOHA readers of Smart Women Write! I am overjoyed to have the opportunity to connect with you and to write with a remarkable group of ladies on a…
There are life-changing moments, and there are life-changing moments. There are the ways you hold those life-changing moments in your memory: that…

The week before Thanksgiving I was in Tokyo, Japan, with my husband and son. My husband had been invited to speak at a conference, and we joined…

In last week’s blog post , my colleague Tanya reflected on the rush of October – that “month of muchness,” as she keenly calls it.

Last Monday, I was scheduled to post my regular contribution to the Smart Women Write blog but then I woke up to the news of Las Vegas, and I…

We have a tradition of going on an outdoor adventure every Mother’s Day weekend. This year we ended up at the plateau known as Rowena Crest ,…
So many of us smart women writers tend to have more unstructured time in the summers. I work at a University, so while the undergrads are gone,…
Yesterday morning, Facebook reminded me this week marks the 2-year anniversary of my doctoral hooding ceremony. That’s right, I’ve been a PhD for…
A few weeks ago in early January, I was having a conversation on twitter with fellow PhD Lisa Munro and others about the importance of practicing…
It’s been about two months since my son first told me that he knew exactly what he wanted to be for Halloween.