The main themes in my life have to do with addiction and abuse. And I wish I were kidding, but I’m not. That’s why I created Half-Assed Healing
. Because the majority of my life has been spent figuring out how to heal from various shit—other people’s, my own, or both—all the while attempting to live a whole-hearted life and pursue my passions. I don’t have time to devote my entire life to healing from what ails me. The Walking Dead
is not going to watch itself.
Over the past four years, I have forged my own path as a writer, and worked tirelessly to convince my mom that I do, in fact, have a real job. In 2013, I published Wild Goslings. In 2012, I spoke at the Children, Youth, and a New Kind of Christianity conference on teaching kids creative nonviolence. This February, you can join me at the Progressive Youth Ministry Conference in Dallas, TX where I’ll be running a seminar on how to talk to the youths about sex when we are still figuring it ourselves. God help me. Presently, my husband and I have the privilege of mentoring the high school group at our church in Maryland. It’s sort of weird because I’m not really great with kids. But I have two of them, so I guess I’m hoping for some kind of osmosis.
By day, I am a freelance writer and a highly-coveted coffee connoisseur. By night, I play Mario Kart and tell jokes. Ask my husband, I’m super funny. If you would like to work with me, feel free to email me. I love email. It looks like real work. See, Mom? I’m checking my email. In fact, I am probably refreshing my browser waiting for your message as we speak.
PS. As for street cred, I’ve got it in spades. I received my bachelor’s degree in sociology in 2010. I dropped out of seminary in 2013. Academically, I am impressively mediocre. You can find my work all over cyberspace—including HuffPost
and Thought Catalog
. Once upon a time, I taught e-courses—people flocked by the tens.