While watching PBS with my son one Saturday morning a few weeks ago, I saw an advertisement for a new series on Masterpiece: Sanditon. I…
My Teenage Broken Heart
At a young age, I wanted to be in love. Don’t ask why—I don’t know the answer. I do know that I was taught by…
Book Review: Collateral Damage by Taylor Simonds
How would you react if superheroes were real, carrying out battles with villains in your city on a daily basis? For Meg Sawyer, it’s not…
Each Person’s Story
When I was eight, my Grandma gave me a family tree. She knew something I didn’t know at the time: I love genealogy. I would…
Longhand Writing
At first, I wrote everything by hand out of necessity. When I was thirteen, we didn’t have smartphones or tablets. We didn’t even have palm…
The Adventures of the Super Kids: The Super Kids Will Help
Do you need to put toys away at the end of the day? The Super Kids will help! Do you need to put laundry into…
Writer’s Envy: Or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying & Love the Book
“Is there one among you who is not stripped of envy?” Alma asks. “For such an one is not found guiltless.” (Alma 5:29) Every time…
NaNoWriMo: The End
At the end of October, I announced that I was participating in National Novel Writing Month. Last Friday, November 29, I passed 50,000 words and…
Sunday Morning
Originally Published January 2018 I woke up to the sound of Wolfie talking to himself. It felt too early for him to be awake. I…