Please Wear Gray; The Story of the Morality Book Exchange

Please Wear Gray; The Story of the Morality Book Exchange

The recent morally gray book exchange was an exercise in extreme self-indulgence. It gave me the opportunity to recommend a favorite book to a captive, semi-drunk brunch gathering. My weird obsession with color-coordinated photographs was also fulfilled because I made everyone wear gray. It was truly a grand morning. Never Let Me Go is the book [...]

Support Shapes; Using a Book Exchange to Promote Candles, Photography, and Coffee

Support Shapes; Using a Book Exchange to Promote Candles, Photography, and Coffee

Recently a major planning mood hit me. All that meant, initially, was hosting another book exchange. I keep saying I am done, but I am not. I keep waiting for them to get dull, but they won’t. Sitting in a circle, talking about books fills my cup every time, and I always ride that high [...]

Attending My First Poetry Reading; A Love Letter to Rupi Kaur

Attending My First Poetry Reading; A Love Letter to Rupi Kaur

With my poetry love affair being the main point of this blog, it may come as a surprise to readers that I had never been to a poetry reading prior to blogging about poetry. Poetry found me in print, and that was how I absorbed it for a long time. After years between the pages, a world [...]

Trading my Measuring Stick for a Selfie Stick; on not Comparing Myself to Others and Appreciating my own Beauty Instead

The purposefully ugly photo is my favorite photo. I try to force as many chins as possible under my smile that’s slowly turning into a grimace because I’m about to sprain my neck from creating all the chins. Silly photos are one of my great joys in life. Confession One: funny is my shield. Ugly [...]

Why We Can’t Just Stop at Books; On Losing My Idol, Dealing with Anxiety, and the Evolving Nature of My Book Exchange Idea.

I took the news of Anthony Bourdain's death really, really hard. For days whenever I found myself alone, I’d cry. Every chance I got I let myself cry; on trips to the bathroom, in my car, in the shower, in bed. My love and admiration for the man simply cannot be overstated. I adored him. [...]