When inspiration doesn’t help

Have you ever been over-inspired? I’ve been thinking about this concept for a while. It started after I noticed myself falling into a really terrible habit. Whenever I’d sit down to write something, I’d immediately open Pinterest or start reading a thousand random articles instead. It was like a magnet pulling me over there. I…

Why you should interview yourself

How often do you interview yourself? I have that written as a margin thought in my notebook. It is scrawled off to the side, clearly an attempt to stamp down a concept for later exploration. I have been on vacation this week. I took a solo road trip, read some great books, did some writing,…

Let Me Be Real

I’m going to be honest, here. This blog has always been a way for me to play around with the ideas that run around my head. It is also a place where I practice writing and use all the random pictures that I take on my phone. But, often, I avoid this place. I’ll have…

David Foster Wallace, Seagulls, and Learning How to Think

  This month is the 20th birthday of the publication of Infinite Jest, David Foster Wallace’s famous novel. I’ve been using it as an excuse to wade through David Foster Wallace quotes and to reread my favourite piece of his: This is Water. The reason why I love DFW’s writing is because of his substance…

The One I Didn’t Want to Post

I didn’t want to post this. There is nothing scandalous here, no deep, dark secrets, but being vulnerable in a public space is just rough, sometimes. Often I’ll learn things about myself and it turns into a post and I just kind of pray, “God? Couldn’t you teach me about some kind of world issue…

Navigating the Sacred and the Secular as a Student

I’m writing an essay at the moment for an English class at school and the main themes of the essay, the main ideas that I’ve been kneading out lately, are the intricacies of the body, the spirit, and the mind. I’ve been thinking over basic questions like “what does it mean to be human?” and…

Journalling, Special Tea, and Sacred Spaces

There has been an idea growing in my mind lately that threads in and out of my normal thoughts. Last night it surfaced again and I couldn’t file it away, so I decided that it was time that I make it happen. Before university I was a coffee lover. I still am a coffee lover….

So, Who Will You Be?

It’s university and I’m eighteen years old and attempting to construct some plan my future, but I’m caught in a tension. The dilemma is whether I should do what I want to do, what I think I should do, or if there is any difference at all between those two questions. I say that I…

On Community and Why I Love Story

I haven’t written here for a while. It isn’t for lack of wanting to, but sometimes there are more intense seasons we walk through in life that require rest and recuperation after we experience them. As much as I hate to admit it, I have limitations and seasons of rest are just as important as…

On Vulnerability and Surrendering the Hard Things

Sometimes I walk wide circles around writing here because it forces me to be vulnerable. I view writing as an art form and I think that as an artist creates, they pour something of themselves into their work. Each piece of art is a tiny slice of the soul that has been scraped back and…