For Most of My Life, I Wrote Alone. But Not Anymore.

My Beyond Q & A, in which I share my best everyday cashmere sweater, sweet serendipities, and, of course, my theory of writing as a metaphor for life

For most of my life, I wrote alone. This was in partly out of necessity—I was a college dropout and a young mom of three small children. I had no time and less money, which made access to writing classes, workshops, and other on-ramps into the literary community feel like nothing but a pipe dream. To further complicate matters, I lived in a small, rural…