How editing can be an act of love
Whenever I am able, I take online writing workshops to nourish both my writing practice and my teaching practice. Workshops
How to give feedback that is tender and generative
I transitioned from part-time to full-time teaching this year, which means the time I could devote to my own writing
Friendship as creative mode
I went to graduate school in New York City a year after college for a Masters in Fine Arts (MFA)
On celebrations and ceremonies
The night before our eldest son’s graduation from high school, the five of us go out to a quiet
To have an audience with you
Our daughter is in the 7th grade and this is her second year participating in the Middle School musical. She
An acrostic micro-essay for Mother's Day
My mother is a serious person. She doesn’t read, she studies. The first time I was taught to annotate
You have to have a song, pt. 2
In the late 1980s, my family got our first 8-track karaoke machine. It was huge and extremely heavy and we
You have to have a song, pt. 1
When I was little, my parents would often take us to Beitou, up in the mountains just north of Taipei,
How translating is like love
I fell into translation the same way I fell in love with my husband – without expecting to and wholeheartedly. Both
What day are you?
Six months ago, I started tracking my menstrual cycle with my dear friend, S. We are both 48, on the
