One of my proudest accomplishments of 2021 is starting a podcast series called Apparently for 90.3 KEXP, here in Seattle, Washington. My friend Evie Stokes and I tell stories of parents in music. We started doing this in the beginning of the year and by the end of the year, an incredible journalist named Celine… Continue reading Apparently it’s a podcast.
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I saw salmon spawn for the first time on a Sunday, after a running race in Carkeek Park. I wrote about salmon spawning and the love of a mother on a Thursday morning. That Friday afternoon, The New York Time's Modern Love editor wrote me back saying he would like to publish my article. We… Continue reading I can’t stop thinking about salmon…
Evan and I were still living in Bozeman, Montana, but he had taken a job in Seattle. This was the first time I was moving without a job. This was the first time my ambitions weren't uprooting us. I had been working in advertising, deep in as an Art Director with an eye on a… Continue reading 05: do you have any hustle?
it feels like I'm back out here. and by "here" I mean my creative space. sometimes it has felt like I'm gone from it. but I'm back. back out here. and lemme tell you, it sounds good… https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5ldPOASIY3SnIcDpsfjwgY?si=dc41c30ee3254ce8 this playlist is a little vibey… starts with some jazz… includes songs from two awesome people I recently interviewed… Continue reading 04: back out here.
Evan has wanted to do the Enchantment Through-Hike for a while now. So I said, "Lessdoit!" Well, not me. I wanted Evan to be able to do it and Marcie and I would hike in with him and then turn around at four miles. The full hike is about 20 miles and pretty intense. Evan… Continue reading you’re the reason…
My daughter had a seizure. My parents left Seattle. We went to Montana. We ran a race and leaned in to friendships we had missed so much. Our family needed that mountain air and those people and that exercise and that wide open space. And there was a ton of music, too. https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5PJDcl22ngHLa4vHKYjd7J?si=88907c80763e4b9b I was… Continue reading 03: fractured sunshine in my eyes.
last weekend, Evan, Marcelline, and I hiked up Mount Si. it was a trek. it felt like the kinds of thing I used to do all the time. a place I used to find myself, even though I had never been up there before. lately, as I'm literally moving forward—in life, in work, up mountains—it… Continue reading 02: walking to get back.
this space has been calling me back. an intentional space where I can be creative without algorithm or supervision. climbing out of the past 16 months is a little brighter than I thought it would be. so good in a lot of ways, but a little blinding in others. I have completely hunkered down with… Continue reading 01: a coolness coming.
I slept on the couch last night. Not because I was in the dog house (though I wouldn't put it past me), but because Evan was sick. Like puking sick. After Marcelline's 5am wantings, I went to the kitchen for a glass of water and on my way, saw a bright white cat right out… Continue reading it felt close.
I am only doing contract work now. That means more radio, more stories, less office time. No more the Creative Director at a marketing agency. (Though I am still doing work for them.) This has been a scary—yet welcome—change. A new chapter. One I've been writing for basically 15 years now. To stop from ruminating… Continue reading found in a trailer.
I fell in love with radio and then it faded. Not the signal. That did not fade. The passionate love did. That beginning love. Run around a new city at night hand-in-hand smiling and laughing and kissing love. It ran hard then got tired. Faded. Leaning over, hands on my knees, catching my breath, tired.… Continue reading I remember loving you now.
This episode has been on iTunes and the like for weeks, but I want to make sure I keep up on this here blahg. I hope you're listening along to the Wull Hay Podcasts! If you have any feedback, you probably know where to reach me. This episode is a vignette of Marfa, Texas and… Continue reading 03: Mr. Marfa Shuffle
This Fall. This year. It does feel like falling. Or jumping. Or closing. Or opening. This weekend, I went with Evan to our plot in the community garden—a last-ditch effort for half-assed farmers. We harvested. It was a mess. A muddy, sad, overgrown, viney mess… with much to harvest, but another much to grieve. As… Continue reading then we fall.
When Evan finished his first semester of—official—nursing school, I did a little celebratory dance for the occasion. And—of course—I watched the video over and over, because I'm addicted to that laugh. The beginning of this journey feels like so. long. ago. Because it's been a really long journey—this whole Evan-in-Nursing-School thing. He has worked nights… Continue reading my favorite laugh.
• This episode of This American Life: But—moreso—the in-credible photos of Ira Glass as a child magician… • The new Arcade Fire songs, but mostly this one… Some of the lyrics are a little too real, but I'll let it slide… "God, make me famous… If you can't, just make it painless." "It goes on… Continue reading things that gave me life this week…
I read (heard?) somewhere recently that couples who don't post gushing stories/photos of their significant others are way more successful in love… actually a lot happier. Well… we're screwed. Last night, I put up a new profile picture on Facebook. The fact that I wrote that last sentence down kind of hurts my heart in… Continue reading uh-oh.
It's been a weird few weeks. That is being generous to the last month. A lot of it came to the saddest apex yesterday with layoffs at my job. I survived this first round. Some of my closest Bozeman friends did not survive the layoffs. The tone today at work was sad/confused/dazed/sad/overwhelmed/dazed/sad. I saw this video… Continue reading some much needed alicia keys.
[this was mostly written on tuesday evening. it took me a while.] I wouldn't know how else to write this. To be half-disappointed in myself because I had three drinks with a friend/coworker at our local haunt. But then to know that if I told my friend Dale about my disappointment he would slyly smile… Continue reading You Can Be Here.
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