Writing

You did it again, didn’t you? You’re suddenly on a health kick and went overboard on the megamarket bananas. And your reward at the end of the week is a pile of brown sludge, oozing a thick syrup all over the kitchen counter. But hey, I feel you.

It’s starting to make sense to sell my family home, but I don’t want to let go. It was my grandpa’s playground. As a painter and carpenter, my grandpa shaped his home with his hands, experimenting with “D.I.Y.” home improvements. Everywhere I look, I’m

Mechanical Keyboards are a Writer’s Best Friend

Have you ever walked into a room and felt an overwhelming sense of wonder, but never understood why? I walk into the Austin Proper and it’s as if I’m teleported to an old-fashioned Southern tea party. A whisper of “Woah” escapes me. The walls are gardens, with roses and wildflowers

If you could pay for a perfect relationship, would you?

“I can tell you’re undisciplined.” Literally a stranger. Some rich, little old man with a Napoleon complex, who thought he actually had a shot at dating a friend my age. I was 22 years old. Just out of college and fresh into the workforce when he said this to

Writers are the designers of words. There is a comfort in the discomfort of letting go of small ideas that don’t serve the main idea. I apply the process of design, giving feedback and editing I learned from my eccentric architecture school professor to writing.

This is one of five essays that I wrote as part of taking the online course Write of Passage.

I heard a familiar voice outside on the front lawn. Staring out the window, I was shocked at who it was. As the panic settled in and my chest tightened, I thought “No, this can’t be possible, how the fuck did he get here?” I glanced over at my mom.