A Quiet Place: Sound and silence

As I headed out to my car last night after the end credits rolled for A Quiet Place, I was hyperaware of the silence. I noticed every step I took, the slamming of my car door, the wind moving the bare branches. I got home and the door to my daughter's room creaked as I opened it to tuck her in before I went to bed—I died. I shuffled papers on the counter—I died. 

The bathroom reader

It was a normal Sunday in October. The 22nd, to be exact. It was gorgeous out, which is to be expected in October. It's the month of perfect weather. I know adults shouldn't have favorite colors and months and numbers, but mine are as follows: green, 8, October. Evelyn and I both share green and, true to stereotype, Sophie loves pink and Theo's favorite hue is blue…

Book reviews: Love Warrior + The Ocean at the End of the Lane + The Dog Stars

I keep a list on my phone titled "books of 2017" because I like to look at it when I'm feeling bad about myself so I can then remind myself, 'hey, at least you're a good reader.' At the beginning of the year, I had every intention of writing book reviews as I read for the handful of you that might actually care. It's now almost October and I've written two. Here goes…