We write out of our humanity by writing through our direct experience. That which is most personal is most general, which becomes both our insight and protection as a writers. This is our authority as women, as human beings.

Shards of glass can cut and wound or magnify a vision.

There is an art to writing, and it is not always disclosure. The act itself can be beautiful, revelatory, and private.

The unexpected action of deep listening can create a space of transformation capable of shattering complacency and despair.

We are wearing coats of trust. When one tells a story this is what happens.

The question I'm constantly asking myself is: what are we afraid of? I think it's important for us to follow that line of fear, because that is ultimately our line of growth.

Our family has made its livelihood from the land, digging trenches for hundreds of miles cross-country. You could say this is a real paradox, to destroy the land, yet love it at the same time. This is a typical story of Westerners, how we build community through change.