I’ll tell you the truth: I’m sick to death of all the maintenance. I love where I live, but I find it requires a lot these days to keep things looking like I even care.
Source: The joys of home ownership
Lettuce, tomatoes and carrots are growing in my garden plot, but I cannot bring myself to plant the watermelons. A Ziploc bag of watermelon seeds sits safely in my freezer, reminding me of a kindness that once split my heart open.
Source: Sandi Hutcheson: Going to seed
He may be the world’s most annoying 12-year-old. He cannot speak without yelling, and his favorite word is ‘ain’t,’ as in, ‘You ain’t the boss of me.
Source: Sandi Hutcheson: Listen up
ABC has a new reality show called ‘My Diet is Better Than Yours,’ in which contestants choose different diets and compete to see who loses the most weight.
Even though my children are grown, there are moments when I feel I failed as a mother. My son, who’s 20 and a junior at Flagler College, came for dinner last Sunday night.
I’d been there once before, in 2010. In her international bestseller “Eat, Pray, Love,” Elizabeth Gilbert raved about a pizzeria in Naples, Italy, the birthplace of pizza, and I decided that when in Naples, I would eat their pizza.
I broke one of the “Ten Commandments” of family gatherings, and I am suffering for my sin. When my brother married some 22 years ago, his new bride let it be known she wasn’t much of a cook.
My brother and sister and I played the same game every year at Christmastime. Because our father was a pastor, we made the trip between our house and the church quite often.
My students at Flagler College were writing an essay on this topic: If you could have any superpower, what would you choose and why?As we discussed thesis statements and narrative techniques, I contemplated which superpower I would select if I were granted that choice.
I was happily surprised last month when Dr. Julian Ng, President of Warnborough College, the school where I earned my PhD in Creative Writing, offered me the position of Director of the school’s Creative Writing Programs.
I had to think about it. Hard. For at least ten seconds.
Anyone who has followed me for more than ten minutes knows how I feel about Warnborough. Much of the writing I shared during 2014 was writing I was doing for that program.
It wasn’t a degree mill, as some call low-residency programs. I completed twelve intense writing modules (one, for instance, had me reading a Nobel Prize Winner each week and writing two to three essays on each author). I finished the degree requirements with a 70,000-word creative dissertation that became my second book, I AM LOVED at Community Bible Church.
Low-residency programs are near and dear to my heart. I got my MFA from one of the top ten in the country, Spalding University’s MFA in Writing program. Spalding was another one of the greatest things that ever happened to me and to my writing.
So it is with great pleasure I announce that I have a new gig. I’ll still be writing my column for the St. Augustine Record. But I’ll also be discovering some of the world’s great new writers. How fun is that?
To listen to a brief interview I did about this new position, click here.