What a title for this blog post, amiright? Well, as the title mentions, this blog post deals with my mad, mad writing process and my writing journey thus far. It might be a bit of a rambling, raving read. So sit tight if you care to learn about how my writing process began and how
I don’t know about you, but the idea of sitting around with my best babes, drinking quality booze, and eating quality food is one of my favorite ways to spend an evening any time of the year. This past weekend I hosted a little autumn-inspired soirée since one of my dear friends was in town.
Ireland is a special place for me. Half of my husband’s family is Irish, he proposed to me there in 2015, and it was where we originally planned to marry.
“We can offer a different type of romance, a unique product based on solely local flowers.” – Sarah Pappas, owner of Fresh Cut Detroit. In the heart of Detroit, a not-so-secret garden sprouts sustainably grown seasonal flora to provide the local community with living beauty. Sarah Pappas, founder of Fresh Cut Detroit and Hartford, Connecticut, native, has
You wild old man — heart aflame with a pocket full of copper, stout splashed lips thumbing through a tattered book of Yeats.