Some bloggers are unpublished or undiscovered. I am neither. Rather, I am an unwritten author. I have six novels – all written through page two, only. My fear of failure holds the words captive at the wrist with an unobtainable, sprawling view of the pen and paper ahead. When I am not busy jailing words, I am a full-time lawyer and a full-time mom of two beautiful, healthy vilde chayas.*
Motherhood and the significant losses that followed in close succession has humbled me and taught me more than I could have ever expected to learn in one lifetime. And yet, like my novels, I am an eternal work in progress. I share my thoughts on love, loss and parenting on my blog. After all, the words are entitled to one hour of exercise daily. Welcome to the jail yard.
*Yiddish for “wild things” (Literally: “wild lives”) and lovingly applicable to my children.