Writing is the opposite of silence.
I'm recovering from silence and the systems that built and enforced it. I write about strong women who’ve held everything together for too long and what it costs to finally set it down.
Something odd will cross my mind, or a memory will catch me off guard, or my monkey mind will swing from the ceiling fan, or a tiny ant will crawl up the bookcase next to my chair. Then I get curious and curiosity is the first step in an unknown direction