About the writer
A writer, finally saying yes.
It’s all led to this: the realization, and then the acceptance, that I am a writer. It turns out I have been for a while — from a second-grade teacher’s compliment to a poem selected for my high school literature publication.
I barely graduated from university, then lived in five countries teaching and even learned another language, convinced the answer I was looking for might be waiting somewhere else. Now I’m in Lafayette, honoring what has been pouring out of me all along.
The work
A decade of writing projects, finally receiving my undivided attention.
I’m laying down my shield of practicality and picking up my sword of truth — a .5mm black gel ink pen. This is the beginning of the next chapter.
Love Letters to Lafayette
A community publication for gathering evidence that ordinary people are bringing their visions to life.
The idea arrived on a walk during a season of unemployment, confusion, and unoccupied space. Lafayette was already full of craftspeople, business owners, and creative visionaries. The question became: what if I reflected the community’s love back to it?
My hope is that sharing these stories invites more people to create — and to ask, with a little more confidence, “Why not me?”
With excitement and gratitude,
Libby