Though I’m no longer a sun-bather, I love the beach. It’s healing for me and stirs my creativity. The sound of the waves. The scent of sea air. The predictable rhythm of the tides. It was about this same time last year that I traveled to North Carolina’s Outer Banks—as I’ve done every year since 2017—with 5-6 other writers to …
How To Choose Your Friends
How do you pick your friends? Eenie, Meenie, Miney, Mo? Draw straws? Rock, Paper, Scissors? I recently spent a whole week with six friends at North Carolina’s Outer Banks. All but one came because they were writers, but I was fascinated by the chemistry that developed between these women–the swirling of my various worlds that collided under one roof. It was interesting …
