Personal Essays
Hostage with Better Snacks: A Memoir
Memoir of an almost ride survivor. My sixth-grade brush with death and soft-serve.
Shear Disaster
One summer day, my mom ambushed me with a drastic haircut that left me shattered and looking like a Beatles reject. Though I swore never to forgive her, I now miss her voice echoing in my head.
Socks, Sauce, and the Weirdness of Being ‘Different’
Mocked for my clothes and culture, I felt out of place. Now, everyone imitates what once made us weird. We weren’t strange – we were just ahead of the curve.
Sunday Dinners and Crooked Driveways: A Family’s Legacy
After Mom’s terminal diagnosis, I found comfort in her recipes and our Sunday dinners. That table became our legacy – and this blog is its natural extension.
The Creative Quill 