In Laura’s Words
I write to shine a light on a dim or otherwise pitch black corner…to provide relief for myself and others. It’s the light that I am looking for. And the wonder it illuminates.
May my words land in your heart.
yours, Laura
To a Young Writer
I was recently asked to write down some writing advice to a young person who loves to write and needs some guidance. There's practically nothing I'd rather do. Rilke's "Letters to a Young Poet" largely shaped who I am as a writer and a person today. The following is...
To the Horses I Go…
Back to the Horses I go… (as seen on the Parelli website) It’s trail riding time again in Montana and I can’t wait to get back to this thing that I so love. I used to do it for the lakes and forests, the runs across meadows of wildflowers, the swimming in the...
Consider the Reader
I’ve always felt that in order for writing to be pure, the writer must not consider the reader. It’s like high school. Be yourself no matter what the mean girls or the cute boys are going to say about it. Full self-expression is the key to the authentic life,...
Small World: A Case For The Trajectory of Intention
It is my not-so-humble opinion that people say “what a small world,” too much in not-so-small-worldish moments. For instance, if you were raised in Montana in a ski town of 2,300 people, and you travel to Seattle and you tell someone you’re from a ski town in...
Certainly Uncertain
As published on the Huffington Post, and Relationship Advice Cafe I know my way around uncertainty. Namely in the form of marital crisis. I wrote an essay and a memoir about a particular season of my life in which my husband wanted out of the marriage. I felt that he...
A Mind of Winter…
I miss the deciduous trees. The winter sculptures that remind us of our bare bones. Like metal fingers in the sky that warn against the cold. Stay quiet. Stay inside by the fire. It's time to rest. Here the conifers flaunt themselves against the snow and grey. The...
Loveletter to NYC (and to Montana)
As a Chicago girl, I know I'm not supposed to say this...but I love New York City. I've been there ten times in two years, and this time it was for fun. Everything about it was fun. I met amazingly generous people who are doing amazingly inspiring things with their...
A Book’s Life
This is a writer's dream-- to witness one of his or her books being or having been devoured. Dog-eared. Bloated from a bath-tub session. Coffee stains. Red wine stains. Tear stains. Today I received this gift in the mail. It's a photo of my book, loved and worn by a...
Signs, Designs, Italy
(for Melinda) People say that there are no coincidences. I profoundly and purely believe that sometimes. Other times, I think it’s an overly-convenient way of thinking. And sometimes I want to believe it more than others. Sometimes we are looking for signs. I spent...
Summer Vacation
I'm hanging up a Gone Fishin' sign for August to enjoy summer with my family and do some good old fashioned novel-writing. Enjoy the rest of your summer and I'll see you in September! Here are a few highlights of the last few weeks of Montana-ness. yrs. Laura
