by Natalie DeYoung | Dec 25, 2020 | Fiction|Poetry, Kickoff, Nonfiction, YeahWrite
Thwack We have the stump of a dead tree in our backyard that has to come out. Its roots extend pretty deeply into our clay soil, and we’ve dug up as much of the earth around it as possible. So last week, I went at the stubborn roots with an axe. Feet hip-width...
by Natalie DeYoung | Aug 29, 2017 | Challenge, Fiction|Poetry, Open, YeahWrite
New Horizons Today is the first day of school for me, and going back this fall is hard, even harder than returning after maternity leave back in February. Part of it is that the relationship with my son is deepening. He is approaching my favorite age, that magic space...
by Natalie DeYoung | Aug 15, 2017 | Challenge, Fiction|Poetry, Open, YeahWrite
Under Pressure I don’t know about you, but I put a lot of pressure on myself to produce exquisite work. If what I create is less than stellar, I mentally flog myself. This is not necessarily a useful mental habit, but hey, I’m working on lightening up on...
by Natalie DeYoung | Aug 1, 2017 | Challenge, Fiction|Poetry, Open, YeahWrite
Reorienting I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve written anything in the last year. See, a year ago last Sunday I had a baby. I am not the sort of person to do anything by halves, so every ounce of my energy has gone into keeping him alive and...
by Natalie DeYoung | Sep 30, 2016 | moonshine, YeahWrite
It’s the weekend, so the moonshine grid is open All I can think about lately is sleep. I fantasize about it as I’m feeding the baby or cleaning up after the dog. Nodding off at night during Veep is a regular ritual now. Tell me, what are you fantasizing about?...
by Natalie DeYoung | Sep 24, 2016 | moonshine, YeahWrite
It’s the weekend, so the moonshine grid is open Lately I’ve been fantasizing about the idea of buying an espresso machine. I have been wanting one for years, and as the weather cools off, morning cappuccinos start sounding heavenly. Why can’t I just go to...
