In one of the most notable scenes of one of my all time favorite chic-flicks, Bridget Jones chides her love interest (So Austen-ly named Mr. Darcy) of making her feel like an idiot. “I already feel like an idiot most of the time anyway,” she says.Yeah, I get it. While I (thankfully) don’t slide down … [Read more…]
Today I held the first meeting of a writers’ workshop for teens. We had a lively discussion about a poem written by one of the girls. How rewarding to be a part of these budding writers’ journey. I look forward to more conversations at our weekly meeting.