A story and essay writer, runner-with-dog, impatient baker. This is a space for meditations on the writing and publishing world: muses, oddities, simple joys, little victories.
I grew up in New Hampshire, where my affinity to the natural world was cultivated early by an herbalist mother and a farmer/beekeeper father. I received an MFA in Creative Writing from the University of Alaska Fairbanks, and there — living without running water in a 20×20 cabin — the appetite for simple living, wildness, and a thriving imagination grew.
It was also there that I discovered this: my writing perceives human relationships with the environment as magical, yet simply inevitable. The subjects of my stories and essays often become entwined with the landscapes and beings that surround them, discovering forms of solace in uncommon places. They are hermits, they are obsessives, they are awkward in the company of their own species.
Recently, my fiction and nonfiction have appeared in Burrow Press Review, Written River: A Journal of Eco-Poetics, Sixfold, Hippocampus Magazine, Pithead Chapel, and elsewhere. Much of my time is spent devising adventures with my also-writer husband, Jamison, and our lab-husky companion, Hazel.
“I’m learning that you can’t map happiness. You can only recognize it… All it takes is a weak radio station and breakfast and a ceiling fan and kitchen noises and puppies asleep in the back of the truck and being healthy and a white t-shirt that fits loosely, and mud drying on my boots. Yeah, go ahead and map that one if you can.”
— from Oil Notes