In chronological order, here is my year in books...

I never want to feel like I’m writing just for the sake of content; I’d rather write nothing than write nothing of substance.

I’ve become far less concerned with having all the answers, and more interested in having the chance to figure it out.

I can’t decide whether I want to paint or write or journal—I just want to create. But it’s like I can’t do it.

We have a choice when it comes down to our surroundings. We can merely look at things from a surface level, be content, and choose to leave

A friend once told me “the first thing you want to be when you grow up is actually what you’re supposed to grow up to be.”

In chronological order, here is my year in books...

In life, we tend to highlight the chapters that are loud and vibrant, or dark and devastating. We focus so much on the parts of our lives th

(Written in August 2020) As the roads turned rural, I rolled the windows down and caught the stickiness of summer on my fingertips....

I read once that the more you write your dreams down, the better you remember them as they happen. I’ve found this to be pretty accurate.

From the time I was two up until my recent college graduation, the word “dancer” has been closely tied to my identity. In many ways, I’m...

(Written in March 2020) While I was speaking to a friend the other day, she said to me “my mom has been telling me all my life that it’s...

The first time I saw Gilmore Girls, I instantly related to the quirks and dramas of growing up in a small town. A place where you can’t...

I write because I can’t help myself. I write because if I didn’t, my mind would surely begin to overflow and I would internally combust....

Could this pandemic do the unthinkable? Could Coronavirus make me an outdoor person? It just might be possible. At a time of such...

So often, we look for our feelings, thoughts, and experiences in other peoples’ words. It’s why we scroll through quotes on Pinterest and...

I woke up today like a little girl at my first sleepover—my eyes opened and I forgot I was somewhere different. I thought I was in my own...