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.

He's easily impressed.

He's easily impressed.

If it weren't for these blog posts I wouldn't have written at all the past three days.

I've fallen out of the habit of morning pages and I certainly haven't found time to work on the memoir. 

I dabble in art projects because they're something I can easily flit in and out of. I'm not left tangled in half-finished thoughts when one of the boys inevitably pulls me away.

I turned on one of my portrait drawing videos while the oldest took his bath last night. He hung over the side of the tub, watching, as I copied the face on the iPad screen. 

"This is really boring," he said. "But I like it." 

I showed him my sketch. He gasped. 

"Mommy, you're a head artist!" 

I guess there are worse things I could be. 

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Companions

Companions

The View from my Hammock

The View from my Hammock