reflecting on life through writing fiction & nonfiction
A writer friend on Instagram asked recently if people had met their writing goals for 2021. I haven’t met my writing goals, but I was pleased with everything that I did write. I’m proud of the pieces I published. I wrote a lot this year - but nothing publishable in the last couple of months.... Continue Reading →
“I could’ve written the great American novel in my spare time!” My husband and I joke to ourselves when we think about the years before our son was born. We must’ve had so much spare time back then! What did we do with all that time? Wasted much of it, most likely. I think of... Continue Reading →
My son shredded the seat of our dining chair with his fingers in those first few weeks of virtual 4th grade. Ragged threads hung to the floor. My son, Sweetboy, is 10 years old and autistic. Reliving 4th grade via virtual school wasn’t how I had planned to spend my year, but he needed help.... Continue Reading →
What’s new in my life? The title sums it up. Instagram I started an Instagram account a month ago @sarahmcinneswrites. It focuses on what I’m reading and writing with a few lovely landscapes and gardens mixed in. I like that Instagram invites bite-size pieces of writing. Unedited, I tend towards verbosity, but Instagram forces me... Continue Reading →
My Sweetboy pauses outside the café’s door and points to a young child toddling alongside her parent. Sweetboy stops the girl’s mother. What's her name? This is June. And what's your name? Leo. Hi Leo. It's nice to meet you. Sweetboy, whose name is not Leo, grins with satisfaction. I nudge him to respond with... Continue Reading →
My Mother’s Day this year was rough. I know that for many, the day is a time of sorrow due to grief, estranged relationships, and infertility. I by no means take for granted my splendid mother and my healthy son. But the day was not all rainbows and cupcakes, and if the events that unfolded... Continue Reading →
Sarah McInnes 