Huntington’s local bookstore Book Revue closed this past week and many gathered to say their goodbyes.

I’ve set the Goodreads goal of reading 40 books this year. As it likes to remind me, I am behind schedule. Read about what I finished recently.

Our relationship with music changes in the way that our relationships with others change.

Now that I’ve embarked on a longer-form writing project, I’ve set goals for approximately how many words I want to write per day. How do I get there?

I started writing a book in early September.

It’s so hard to subtly state that I miss my friends.

It was never about having the makeup make me feel better about how I looked. It only enhanced what I already had.

Begin. I wanted to have a profound moment in the mountains.

Thinking about the inability to travel currently, passing through postcards and missing the pace of the cities I’ve visited. Here are a few thoughts on the places that I am missing.

On Valentine’s Day, there is so much pressure to acknowledge the status of your relationship, or in some cases, the lack thereof.

Thinking about how one moment changes it all — the music stops and the voices lift the air out of silence.

New Year’s celebrations have come and gone. The confetti, glitter, and even dirt was cleaned off from the bottom of my boots, and I no longer yearn to hear the sound of noisemakers.

There are 1,000 ways I could try to justify the way that I behaved. There are 1,000 things I could tell myself at night to help sleep better.

Big Wednesday. Thanksgiving Eve. The day before the turkey day (but hopefully the day after you travel if you’re lucky) or whichever name the day before thanksgiving your town has decided to call it.