Hi! I'm Kelly.

As a writer, I've always been interested in family stories. When I heard of a Satanic cult in my family tree, I thought I'd found the story of a lifetime. Read more.

Falling, Sinking, Swimming

Falling, Sinking, Swimming

Last night I dreamed I was riding an elevator to the 25th floor of a huge hotel, when suddenly it broke, and I felt myself grow weightless, hurtling toward the ground.

The night before I'd dreamed I was standing at the far end of a huge pool. I had to cross to the other side. I thought about walking around but decided to just dive in, head first. The force of the dive sent me plummeting down toward the bottom of the pool. A shadowy figure loomed ahead. When I got closer I saw that it was a tricycle that had fallen in and sunk to the floor. It seemed a shame to just leave it there, a perfectly good tricycle.

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Our Trip to the Maryland Zoo

Our Trip to the Maryland Zoo

Mother of All Residencies

Mother of All Residencies