This time last year, I was reading twitter and discovered that one of the online women’s magazines was looking for a travel writer. I’ve missed the discipline of a monthly deadline ever since I stopped writing for Gothic.Net. I got in touch, sent her a link to a sample of my writing (my blog post about visiting the swamp outside of New Orleans with my daughter), and got the gig.
I’ve been keeping a list of my columns under the Nonfiction tab above, but in case you missed it, I wanted to post them here, too.
I’ve really enjoyed the opportunity to describe my adventures for readers every month. I’ve written mostly about traveling with my family, because eventually I am going to pull together a book I’ve been thinking of as the Morbid Mom Memoir. These columns may get collected into that.
The most popular piece I wrote was the one in October about taking your kids to the graveyard.
I think the editor’s favorite was November’s piece, about my spa visit to be buried in cedar shavings at Osmosis.
The one that got the most comments was the piece about seeing the treasures of the Detroit Institute of Arts before the museum begins to sell its collection to pay the city’s debts.
It’s hard for me to choose a favorite, but I’m really proud of the work I’ve done on these. Every month, writing about my adventures revealed something to me that I’d missed in the excitement of the moment. I learned something (or more rarely, taught my daughter something). It’s been a blessing to have the monthly reminder to slow down, rethink, and treasure these experiences. Time is blasting by so quickly these days that even my 11-year-old has noticed it.
If any of these thumbnails catch your attention, you can click on the titles and read the full stories.