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The Social Media-Free Creative

Shortly after publishing this post, my inbox became a beautiful jungle of sorts. I heard from hundreds of writers, creatives, and artists sharing a wide range of perspectives and experiences – Leaving social media? Impossible for my business! – to I’d love that. But how?

I was curious to notice that, within each email, there was a strong underlying current: the acknowledgement that, wherever we have chosen to hang our digital hats, “platforming” is not enjoyable. For any of us. We are tired of being tugged, and we all feel we’re at the mercy of an unnamed algorithm we can’t fight, nor face. We’re not having any fun chasing follows, our readers aren’t having fun “keeping up with everything,” and we’d all much rather spend our time creating meaningful work and memories that matter.

One of you wrote this: When I saw your email, it gave me hope. Is there a different way? A way that allows me to get the word out about my venture without having to spend so much time on something for little reward?

And to that, I say: YES. We are here. We are done circling the sky, navigating the Cloud, dodging birds (tweets and otherwise), and we are landing the plane. And now we get to decide where to move next.

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On Choosing the Raven

We had been preparing for a move, a temporary one, in which we would spend our first summer sleeping on a raw 160 acres of newness, of mountains, of yarrow. And all was in tumult. Ken and I were juggling our own proverbial spheres – he, putting finishing touches on a rental property – me,

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Giving Ourselves What Technology Can’t

My book, The Opt-Out Family will land on your stoops and library shelves in a few weeks, which means I’ve finally arrived at the universal publishing milestone in which an author wakes at 3am and realizes she’s forgotten to say something that needs saying. In all honesty, the book is 320 pages long and has

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Currently

This weekend, Bee will don a polyester veil and trot down the sanctuary as Mary in our church’s pageant. Can you send me her measurements, or take a look at these size charts? our children’s director asks before sending me links to various costumes on Amazon. We sift through dozens of options, find ourselves giggling

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The World We’ve Created

  Months ago, I am stuck in San Luis Obispo. The plane needs this one part, says the attendant. We had to order it. Might be here Thursday? It is Sunday. The airport is small, and a sudden swarm of indignation thickens the air. We have homes, we argue. Lives! Babies who need our care,

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70,000

Tonight, I hit 70,000 words on my latest manuscript. It still has a ways to go – two chapters and a conclusion, then it’s off to the publisher for edits – but, for whatever reason, this feels like a milestone worth noting. Could be the windows flung open, four bunnies and a robin playing Oonch

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Holding it Dear

Ah, December. My daughter’s Advent book says that this month’s name is derived from the Latin word decem, meaning ten, because it was originally the tenth month of the year in the calendar of Romulus. But I’ve got another theory. Could it also be because everything – everything! – in the month of December is

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