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Pour That Second Cup of Coffee + Get Cozy
Dear Target, it's not you... it's me: A Contentment Challenge
Approaching 2016.
A January Writing Intensive + $10 off.
When a blog turns 5.
I want to be able to laugh with you, share rap music, joke with you, foster community in the comments section, and really become a tribe of movers & shakers who know how to light their own fires. If you figure out how to light your own fire— stack the woods, light the match, fan the flame— then you can teach others. The more fires we have this world, the more light. This world needs more light.
Fear's last love song.
Dear world, meet Tory Vore.
I'll hold you in the light.
Meet me on November 7. Okay? Okay!
Notes from the battlefield.
An Open Letter to Socality Barbie.
Maybe your life is as perfect as you portray it to be, Socality Barbie. In that case, congratulations! You beat us all with your plastic lattes and trendy hiking boots. Regardless, I hope you find something real today. Something tangible and intangible, all at the same time, that you would skip the act of documenting it just so you could live inside it for a little bit longer.
Writing & speaking as a career.
The Elvis in the room.
Sam, will you go to prom with me?
The rain you can't control.
Stripping down.
Take me to church.
Drop the mic & go find Sarah.
My fear is we're distracted. We are all just scrolling idly through the streams, hungering and searching for the Missing Pieces. We all miss chances when we are digging ourselves into the trenches of self-pity just because we think we should have found someone by now, lived somewhere different, accomplished more.
An open letter to Joe.
I’m never going to be able to go to God at the end of this and give him an inventory of my faith that consists of a cross, and a bible, and a pew. I am going to say the inventory of my faith was a lot of uncertainty, a few bad Tinder dates, a good mother, the feeling of grace, a yellow room, the play Les Miserables, a slew of coffee shops, and you.