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.

To Learn and to Learn and to Learn

To Learn and to Learn and to Learn

I've been feeling frustrated with this daily blogging project lately.

But after writing last night's post, I looked back on some past work and felt encouraged. I loved seeing all the creative pursuits I've followed through the year. I'd completely forgotten about SoulCollage, for example, and remembered how fun it had been. When I reread the quotes I'd transcribed from Anne Truitt's journals, her words lifted my heart with same awe that I felt when I first came across them.

Without this daily blog project those quotes might be hidden in the pages of an old journal, inaccessible, or highlighted in a book without any larger context about why they inspired me in the first place.

Another lesson that drifted down to me like the leaf of an oak tree: I'm doing this for myself.

I'd said as much earlier in the process, but it hadn't quite sunk in yet. I didn't fully believe it. Now I do. Now I realize the weight of those words: I'm not doing this for attention, nor praise, not to build my platform or get likes. I'm staking a claim. I am taking up space. I am embracing all my imperfections and limitations and one-sentence days without apology. And I am doing it all for me. To prove to myself that I can, and that it's worth it, and that my kids won't starve and the world won't explode and I won't be evicted from the internet by trolls.

I refuse to be precious about practice. I refuse to staunch my forward process with demands of the ego. I will learn, and I will learn, and I will learn, and I will learn. And if I learn my way to the literary canon then so be it. And if I don't, it will still be worth it. Because it's the only way to live. 

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Lost in Metaphor

Lost in Metaphor

I need a time out.

I need a time out.