A lot has changed in the last year since my previous post ( Read more... )

It’s 10:23PM on a Saturday night and I’m sitting in a Waffle House booth in Lexington, Kentucky surrounded by papers, books, drinks, and technology. I haven’t written anything of merit in over 3 years almost. Every word I’ve written in the past 1,095 or so- have been trite in a lot of ways. They’ve been half words, half thoughts, half truths and ( Read more... )

Saving Mr. Banks ( Read more... )

I buy books I don't read, just so I can come off a little wiser ( Read more... )

Happy Birthday to you ( Read more... )

A few words ( Read more... )

I have over 50 rough drafts of a post for this site, and I still am unable to find words.

I think I may need a break.
I'm sorry.

I'll be back hopefully.

- Amy Elizabeth

I want to write about tables ( Read more... )

It's been a minute ( Read more... )

I want to defend myself. I want to stand up for myself and tell my side. Yet, I am finding myself silent. And it's not a terrible place to be. The last few months I've found myself forcing my way into the hands of God. Not because He doesn't want me to rest, but because I can't rest. The thought of someone or, in this case people in general having ( Read more... )