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I am over the moon that Elinormal is featured on the Children’s Book Council’s Hot off the Press list! This book began years ago as a few scribbled lines across a newspaper page as I sat in the lobby of … Continue reading →

I sent my aunt a Mary Oliver poem that spoke to me about the futility of worry. It ends with the lines Finally, I saw that worrying had come to nothing. And gave it up. And took my old body … Continue reading →

I grab a cup of coffee early, new steam rich and thickly rising as daylight rises over distant hills entering the quiet garden, fully awake now in the flowering – I wait among those that are just what they are … Continue reading →

A real estate listing sent in a text 29 photos, inside and out our very first house around the corner from the womb of our parents the place we began here is the odd-shaped room where our babies slept here … Continue reading →

.I love this New Yorker article.“You know when botanists bisect a tree, and can tell by the thickness of rings what the conditions were like that year? This feels like we had that year, and this is what happened.” http://bitly.ws/dS2G

When we first moved from Buffalo, we’d have Sunday dinner with my grandparents every week. My father was their only remaining child – his brother had drowned years and years before, leaving a wake of sadness to seep into everything. … Continue reading →

We parked in lot 7, as instructed lined up single file, greyhaired and masked up outside the humanities building, where no students currently sit listening to lectures about post-modern anything instead, there we were, silent captives forced to bear witness … Continue reading →

Available October 15, 2021.By KATE MCCARROLL MOORE Click to pre-order:https://cityoflightpublishing.com/product/elinormal/ While skipping lessons at the prestigious ballet academy that her mother forced her to enroll in, 11-year-old Elinor Malcolm meets Indira, a mysterious older girl who encourages her to explore … Continue reading →

he kept a little notebook in the locked glovebox of every car he owned recording each fill-up inking the mileage math   he kept filled-up ledgers preserved in his office alongside longer lists daily highs and lows recorded, compared with … Continue reading →

the way the light falls on ordinary goodness waiting to be shared