The Wilds of the Midwest

I live in the Midwest but I'm not from here at all. I'm an East Coast baby, a move-around-a-lot baby. I lived abroad as a child, and before I was a teenager, the only place I really put feelers into the soil was the little town of Lenoir, North Carolina. And then once I was… Continue reading The Wilds of the Midwest

Advice for the Wandering Girl

When you're alone, you have to pretend like you're in a movie. You have to, or you'll go crazy. If you don't see yourself as the sweet, sad heroine of some beautifully-wrought journey, you'll start asking the dangerous questions:Why did I come here?What am I trying to find?Why am I not afraid? I've been writing an… Continue reading Advice for the Wandering Girl